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BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 James Frederick Howarth's Livermore Postcard Collection - 1919 Livermore Menu Introduction Timeline 1865-1965 Forever Livermore Article Sawyer River Railroad Saunders Family Nicholas Norcross Shackfords Owners Howarth Card Collection Lumbering Practices Legal Problems Peter Crane Thesis Bits and Pieces These postcards, sent during 1919 were written by James Frederick Howarth and sent home to his family in Roslindale Massachusetts. It would seem this was Mr. Howarth's new job and he wanted to let his family know what it was all about. He was the manager of the Livermore General Store. At about this time the Senior Saunders owner died and left his interests to his three daughters. The three daughters hired a Mr. Clinton Nash to take on the management of their interests. In these postcards there appears to be a vague familiarity with Mr. Nash. Perhaps Howarth and Nash were casual buddies...or perhaps not. Considering that these are postcards, the actual date of the picture is probably sometime before 1919. James Howarth - Page 1 James Howarth - Page 2 James Arrives at Sawyer River Station, Apr 30, 1919: Rails going into woods go to Livermore. This shows the chimney of the old Mill. The house furthest to right is where Mr. Howarth lived, next door is the Goulding House. Big Jim Donahue lived in the house to the left of chimney and the School is the last visible building. Looks like a tent pitched below the chimney. Apr 30, 1919: This card addressed to Howarth's son, Lawrence, asks "If he would like to go barefoot in this river?" The building on the left is "the dam house". Residence of Big Jim Donahue. 2 well dressed boys in foreground are barely visible. Donahue was General Manager of the Mills as well as the Town and served in nearly every capacity during his 40 years at Livermore. He died in North Conway in 1928 at age 60. Apr 30, 1919: The C.J. Saunders Engine 1. The lady riding on the back is one of the Saunders Sisters. This was the main source of transportation from Sawyer River Station. May 7, 1919: Mr Howarth referred to the Saunders Mansion as "The Forests". May 7, 1919: This card references Mr Nash going home. Five flushing bathrooms and Mr Howarth mentions where his room is, (On the right hand side you can see a penciled "x", indicating his room) or perhaps that is wishfull thinking? But, if he was buddies with Mr. Nash it may be possible. Clinton Nash was the manager of the entire operation in 1919, having been hired by the Saunders sisters after the death of their father. The Goulding House at Livermore. L.D. Goulding was a Justice and Selectman of Livermore. This page has shown the first seven cards that James sent home to his family. There are six more on the next page. James Howarth - Page 1 James Howarth - Page 2

James Howarth Post Card Collection - 1919. PAGE 2 Bob Girouard obtained this collection of Post Cards and has also done some research on the cards author, James Frederick Howarth. Bob writes, "Boy, am I excited on what I'm sending you. Cost me a leg and an arm but they are mine and I get to share them with Bartlett, New Hampshire. These are postcards. Most pictures everyone has seen but what is totally fantastic is the writing on the backs of these cards." "They are written by James Frederick Howarth. Born Sept. 21,1872 in Boston Mass. He was the Clerk at the company store in Livermore who went on to become Manager of the Company store. On his Service registration card that he filled out on Sept. 12,1918 we find this information. He was 45 years old. Worked as a clerk at Livermore Mills (Livermore company store). His wife is Alice M. Howarth." "James, I noticed, likes to go by his middle name. He signs his name J. Fred Howarth. You will see this on the postcards. He was of medium height and of medium built. Has grey eyes and light brown hair. In my research of J. Fred I find this out. In a 1880 census he is 8 years old and has two other brothers. His father William is 34 and is a watch engraver. No information on J. Fred Howarth until 1900. The 1900 census says Boston but I believe as Fred writes on the postcards he is living in Roslindale Ma. This is right outside of Boston." "In 1900 we find J. Fred at his house on 100 Aldrich St. living with his wife Alice, his mother in law Mary E. Getchull, brother in law Frederick E. Getchull and sister in law Jennie F. Getchull. Boy seems J.Fred had a lot of patience. J. Fred is now a treasurer at a corporation." "In 1910 we find J. Fred still at the same house living with his wife, son Lawrence B. who is 3 years old, a daughter Marjorie who is 10 months old, and mother in law and sister in law. J. Fred is now a clerk at a food company." "In 1920 we have J. Fred Howarth on two census 1920 in Roslindale, Ma.in the same house and also in Livermore NH. On the 1920 Roslindale census J. Fred is with his family and mother in law and sister in law on occupation he is down as store manager. The Livermore census of 1920 J. Fed Howarth in living as a boarder. He is a boarder at 11 High St. in Livermore NH. On occupation he is down as Manager Grocery store." "You will see on the cards that he writes to his son, daughter and sister in law and wife. Some postcards were not mailed. These cards are from 1919. Two cards which weren't sent I would say were a little later than 1920. Wish they were dated. Seems the J. Fred Howarth family lived in Livermore at one time in the St. George's hall. After all this research you seem to get to know James Frederick Howarth a little. When the information trail ends...you kind of wonder whatever happened to Good Ole J. Fred?. These postcards and the 1920 census is about all we have left." "One last bit of Information we have is in the1930 census which I hated to see. The Howarth family is living at the 100 Aldrich St. Alice M. Howarth now 56 years old is widowed. Seems J. Fred passed away sometime between 1920 and 1930. Living with Alice M. Howarth are her son Lawrence B. at 23 years old,daughter Marjorie at 20 years old, Alice sister Jennie F. Gethull who is 45 years old and Alice mother Mary E. Gethull now 80 years old in 1930." "Well Enjoy the cards and information on the backs of these cards. It's a Husband, Father, Store Manager also a person who worked, lived, and explains in first had account to his family "Livermore New Hampshire" Enjoy!! Bob Livermore Menu Introduction Timeline 1865-1965 Forever Livermore Article Sawyer River Railroad Saunders Family Nicholas Norcross Shackfords Owners Howarth Card Collection Lumbering Practices Legal Problems Peter Crane Thesis Bits and Pieces James Howarth - Page 1 James Howarth - Page 2 May 7, 1919: This card addressed to Howarth's son, Lawrence, asks "How would you like to sail your boat here?" Reference to the Scudler House and Store visible in distance. St. Georges Hall. Mr Howarth describes the various sleeping arrangements and identifies his room above the bay window. May 7, 1919: Village Store at Livermore. Mr Howarth describes this as "where he has been straightening out things." May 7, 1919: Mt Tremont and Saunders House May 7, 1919: The Village Store with men hanging out on porch. Mr. Howarth refers to "a store being burnt before they built this last one." This photo is not part of the Howarth collection, but here it is anyway, Whiteface Road, Livermore NH In Peter Cranes dissertation about Livermore he asked Robert Shackford (In the 1960's he owned the Livermore tract of land that included the Saunders Mansion) if he knew where Whiteface Road was located. Shackford did not know. This postcard shows Whiteface Road and with the mountain reference points in the background one might be able to find the approximate location of this road that existed 100 years ago. The peak on the left, which is very faint behind the trees, has a shape very similar to Mt. Tremont. Livermore Menu Introduction Timeline 1865-1965 Forever Livermore Article Sawyer River Railroad Saunders Family Nicholas Norcross Shackfords Owners Howarth Card Collection Lumbering Practices Legal Problems Peter Crane Thesis Bits and Pieces James Howarth - Page 1 James Howarth - Page 2

BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 "Glimpses of Livermor e" Doctoral Thesis by Peter Crane Some of these pages are under construction Livermore Menu Introduction Timeline 1865-1965 Forever Livermore Article Sawyer River Railroad Saunders Family Nicholas Norcross Shackfords Owners Howarth Card Collection Lumbering Practices Legal Problems Peter Crane Thesis Bits and Pieces YOU CAN ENJOY THE BEST BOOK EVER WRITTEN ABOUT LIVERMORE: In 1993 Peter Crane wrote his Doctoral thesis titled "Glimpses of Livermore: Life and Lore of an Abandoned White Mountain Woods Community". It is probably the most extensive research project ever undertaken for the Town of Livermore. Peter has given us permission to share this PDF version of his book. It is reproduced below for our website visitors. As you will see from the Table of Contents Mr Crane has left no stone unturned in this remarkable piece of history. The work has extensive bibliographical sources, a huge index and a good majority of the thesis is devoted to interviews with folks who either lived, worked, or were in some way associated with the abandoned town. These interviews also diverge from Livermore to other aspects of life in and around Bartlett. Use the scroll bar on the right side of the box below to move from one page to the next. The TOP BLACK BORDER has some great tools too. Three ladies identified only by their first names, in the parlor at Livermore in 1911. Uncle Geo and Maxie - 1906 Perhaps George is a Morey? Read More Some of these pages are under construction

BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 More Railroad Pages - Menu Top Right... Wreck of the 380 Frank Washburn Related: Mallett 1202 Story Locomotive #380 Wreck West of Bemis Crossing, August 1922. The engine in the picture is Locomotive #380. The Mallett 1202 was following about ten minutes behind as they had both been on a "helper run" assisting a train through the Notch. #380 was built in 1908 and was a class O-2, 4-6-0 wheel arrangement Scotty Mallett tells us, "That's Frank Washburn's wreck. It happened in august of 1922 when the tender brake beam failed, the locomotive jackknifed and flipped over. Mr Washburn was taken to the hospital with a sprained ankle and some bruises. Nothing is mentioned about how the fireman ended up, it could be he had no injury's " Bemis is the area near Madam Morey's Inn Unique , Today's Notchland Inn . The photographs were sent to us by Richard Garon , who's grandfather was a Stationmaster in Bartlett during the 1920's. Rick didn't know much about the pictures, but Scotty Mallett, who is our railroad history expert, identified all the photos and provided a little story. Some Photos on this page, and elsewhere on this web-site, are part of the Raymond W. Evans collection now owned by Robert Girouard. We extend our gratitude for his permission to use them as part of this and other stories. - - Dave

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Dundee Area If you looked on a map you might not find any such place as Dundee. But, you will find Dundee Road. It connects the Intervale area of Bartlett to Jackson Village. This "zoomable" satellite map can be found at https://mapcarta.com/22527250/Map Upper Bartlett Glen Area Cooks Crossing Goodrich Falls Jericho Intervale Dundee West Side Road Water windlas at a house on Dundee Road. circa 1940. From the town column in the April 4, 1895 issue of the North Conway Reporter: A little warmer at the present writing. E.A. and Daniel Dinsmore, who have been representing the Chicago Portrait Co., returned home Saturday night. G.F. Garland and Frank Locke are working for Walter Pitman. Mr. and Mrs. Nute are staying with Mr. and Mrs. James Garland this spring. There was an unknown man slept in Charles Gray's barn, one night last week. Mrs. E.M. Dinsmore visited her sons at Thorn Hill, last week. Mr. and Mrs. Parker of Lower Bartlett, are stopping at F.E. Littlefield's. Mr. and Mrs. W.H.H. Pitman visited at Chatham, last week. Rumor says that I.W. Hodge of Bartlett, will soon move his family back to his old home. Mrs. Catherine Andrews Hodge, wife of James H. Hodge, was born in Chatham, and died at her home here, the 15th of February. Mrs. Hodge had a shock two weeks before her death from which she never rallied. She was a great suffer to the end. The funeral was held the 17th, Rev. Andrews of Intervale, officiating; also the Intervale Choir was in attendance. Several beautiful wreaths of flowers were furnished by relatives. Mrs. Hodge was a very quiet woman, never going around much. She will be much missed in the neighborhood. She leaves a husband and two children, Mrs. Fred E. Littlefield of this place, and John W. Hodge of Bartlett. We extend sympathy to the relatives.

BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 Share Obituaries We have compiled a number of obituaries for some of the folks who lived in Bartlett. The section has become larger than originally conceived and as a result you may have to scroll through the listings to find the one you seek. (The link opens in a new window) Browse the Obituaries

fires, floods disasters Fires, Floods, Accidents & Disasters in and Near Bartlett The Harry Rogers Farm Fire - January 1980 Bartlett Hotel Fire - Peg Mill Destroyed by Fire Stillings, N.T. Tavern fire - 1879 THE GREAT FIRE ON MOUNT WASHINGTON 1908 Clarendon Inn Destroyed by fire - 1963 Oscar Brown Killed while eluding Train Constables in Bartlett and Sawyer's River 1893 Fire burns entire village business district Willey family and two hired men killed in landside - 1826 Eugene Hill killed and houses destroyed by landslide at Humphrey's Ledge West Side Road 1936 Railroad wrecks, explosions and deaths. The 1885 Store of E.O. Garland Demolished Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look Go and Look

Paleo Indians to the Abenaki Beginnings - Paleo-Indians to the Abenaki Paleo Indians were here 11,300 years ago We current residents and our ancesters are still "newbies" in the broader historical perspective. Other folks lived here long before us. Paleo-indians were living in this area about 11,300 years ago (9,300 BCE). Small groups of families migrated seasonally to hunt and gather various floras, gradually moving about along the waterways and primitive trails. Their way of life was successful, and so the population grew. There is debate about how these early people got here, but many Native Americans believe that their ancient ancestors originated on this continent. One clue is that Abenaki and other Native American creation stories are rooted in the American environment and not elsewhere. Family groups lived in rock outcroppings or shelters made of saplings or, perhaps, mastodon bones covered with animal skins. They used stone tools such as chert and quartzite, which were durable enough to cut through animal skin and bone, but brittle enough to be chipped into sharp-edged tools. This material was plentiful in New Hampshire and Vermont. Part of their seasonal migrations were for trading purposes. Chert from as far away as Maine and New York and jasper from Pennsylvania have been found in Vermont. Tools made from Vermont stones have been found from Massachusetts to Maine. Paleoindian sites that have been excavated in Ludlow and East Highgate Vermont help us understand the Paleo-indian way of life. Tools show that they fished and gathered plants, but hunting seemed more important since tools found were more suited to hunting big land animals than marine animals. Paleoindians ate a lot of caribou because they were abundant. By about three thousand years ago, a new Woodland culture was thriving. Analysis of archaeological sites along the rivers and lakes help us understand the lives of these early peoples. Abenaki Life: 1600 The Abenaki of the Late Woodland period were part of a larger Wabanaki group that extended throughout most of Vermont, into Quebec, and included all of New Hampshire and Maine. In Vermont, the western Abenaki divided themselves into three major bands: Missiskoik (in the Champlain Valley) and Sokwaki and Cowasuck (in the Connecticut River Valley). By the Late Woodland period, extensive settlements existed in all of Vermont's lake and river valleys. SOURCE MATERIAL ABOVE: Flow of History c/o Southeast Vermont Community Learning Collaborative Brattleboro, VT 05302 Visit their web site for a wealth of information from which these snippets were derived: http://www.flowofhistory.org/index.php SOURCE MATERIAL BELOW: The White Mountains: a handbook for travellers: a guide to the peaks, passes ... edited by Moses Foster Sweetser 1886 When the first English explorers reached the shores of New England, they found a strong confederacy existing between the various Indian tribes of Maine and New Hampshire, which were then populous and powerful. The headship of this union was vested in the chief of the Penobscot tribe, who bore the title of Baahdba. Soon after the year 1614, however, several war-parties of Tarratine Indians from Acadia advanced stealthily into the Penobscot country, and surprised the royal town at night. The Bashaba and his chief warriors and councillors were slain while fighting, and the power of the Penobscots and the union of the tribes were broken together. According to Sir Ferdinando Gorges's Description of New England, a terrible state of anarchy and civil war ensued, the chief sagamores battling with each other for supremacy, while against the divided league foreign enemies made successful campaigns. The valiant Tarratines marched mercilessly throughout the country of the Bashaba, shattering the power of the isolated tribes, and sending their fleets even as far as the Massachusetts coast, where the Indians of Ipswich were harried by a fierce naval foray. " The strong fought for supremacy, the weak for existence. There was no necessity for the war-song or the war-dance. Every brave was compelled to enlist whether he would or not. The signal-fire gleamed on the hill-top. The war-whoop was heard in the valley. New England, before nor since, never saw such carnage within her borders." The destruction of the villages and their deposits of provisions, and the impossibility of tillage or hunting, catised a wide-spread and desolating famine to fall upon the tribes, already in process of extermination by battle and ambush. In company with the universal war and famine came a mysterious pestilence, which broke out in 1616 on the coast and spread inland in every direction with fatal swiftness. Entire villages were depopulated, and tribes were blotted out This visitation lasted for three summers, and swept away the strength of all the northern peoples. Morton tells, in his New English Canaan, that the bones and skulls that he saw throughout the Massachusetts district made the country seem " a newfound Golgotha." After the passage of the pestilence and the famine, the remnants of the thirteen tribes of the Connecticut Valley and the White-Mountain region formed a new confederation, designed to resist the Mohawks on the W. and the Tarratines on the E. The noble Passaconaway, formerly a valiant warrior and chieftain, now a venerable and sagacious sagamore of Pennacook, was appointed Bashaba. The Indians of New Hampshire belonged to the Abenaqui nation, and were called Nipmucks, or fresh-water people, from Nipe, " pond," and mike, "place." They were divided into 13 tribes, each with its semiindependent chief. The Nashuas lived on the river of that name (meaning " pebbly-bottomed "); the Souhegans occupied the Souhegan Valley (Swheganash means "worn-out lands"); the Amoskeagswere about Manchester (deriving their name from namaos, "fish," and mike, "place"); the Pennacooks were at Concord (from pennaqui, " crooked," and auke, "place"); the Squamscotts were about Exeter (from asquam, "water," and auke, "place"); the Xewichawannocks were on Salmon-Falls River (from nee, "my," week, "wigwam," and owannock, "come"); the Pascataquaukes were toward Dover and Portsmouth (from pot, "great," ..-//."/, " deer," and auke, " place "). " The eighth tribe built a wigwam city at Ossipee Lake (cooash, 'pines,' and sipe, 'river'), and they were the cultivated Ossipees, with mounds and forts like more civilized nations. A ninth built flourishing villages in the fertile valley of the Pequawket River (now Saco, — from pequawkis, 'crooked,' and auke, 'place'), and were known as the pious Pequawkets, who worshipped the great Manitou of the cloud-capped Agiochook. A tenth had their home by the clear Lake Winnepesaukee, and were esteemed ' the beautiful Winnepesaukees.' An eleventh set up their lodges of spruce bark by the banks of the wild and turbulent Androscoggin River, and were known as ' the death-dealing Amariscoggins' (from namaos, 'fish,' kees, 'high,' and auke, 'place'). A twelfth cultivated the Coos intervales on the Connecticut, and were called 'the swift deer-hunting Coosucks' (from cooash, 'pines,' auke, 'place')." The thirteenth were the Pemigewassets. On Father Ducreux's Latin map of 1GGO, the Abenaqui nation occupies all the country between the Kennebec and Lake Champlain, including the upper waters of the Androscoggin (Fiuvius Aininvocontiits) and Saco (C/ioacotius Fluvius). " Most of the Northward Indians are between five and fix Foot high, straight Body'd, strongly composed, smooth Skin'd, merry Countenanc'd, of Complexion more swarthy than the Spaniards, black Haired, high Foreheaded, black Ey'd, out-Nof'd, broad Shoulder'd, brawny Arm'd, long and slender Handed, out Breafted, small Wasted, lank Belly'd, well Thigh'd, flat Kneed, with handfome brown Legs, and small Feet : In a word, take them when the Blood skips in their Veins, when the Flesh is on their Backs, and Marrow in their Bones, when they frolick in their antique Deportments and Indian postures, they are more amiable to behold (though onely in Adam's Li-very) than many a trim Gallant in the newest Mode; and though their Houses are but mean, their Lodging as homely, Commo'nsfcant, their Drink Water, and Nature their best Clothing, yet they full are healthful and lofty." (ogilby's America.) After the abdication of Passaconaway, in 1660, his son Wonnalancet succeeded to the chieftaincy. According to the Puritan fathers, he was "a sober and grave person, of years between 50 and 60. He hath been always loving and friendly to the English." The Apostle Eliot visited him in May, 1674, and preached from the parable of the King's son, after which the Sachem embraced Christianity in a beautiful allegorical address. He lived a pure and noble life, and restrained his warriors from attacking the colonists, even during the deadly heats of King Philip's War. After that struggle, he visited the frontier town of Chelmsford, and asked the minister if it had suffered from attacks. The Puritan answered, "No, thank God." " Me next," rejoined Wonnalancet. At a later day he found it impossible to restrain his people from open hostilities, upon which he gave up the chieftaincy, and retired, with the few families who adhered to him, to St. Francis, on the St. Lawrence River, far away from the crash of war and the undisariminating fury of the English forays. He returned to the Merrimac Valley in 1696, but stayed only a short time, finally retiring to St. Francis, where he died. When Wonnalancet retired, in 1685, Kancamagus, the grandson of Passaconaway, assumed the government. He made several attempts to retain the friendship of the English, as is seen in his letters to Gov. Crandall, but was slighted and ill-treated by them, and finally yielded to the impulses of the martial and patriotic party in the confederation. He organized and headed the destructive attack on Dover in 1686, which was the last terrib'e death-throe of the Pennacooks ; and was present at the signing of the truce of Sagadahoc, in 1691. He then vanishes from history, and it seems probable that he led the feeble remains of his people to the Abenaqui city of refuge at St. Francis. " Kancamagus was a brave and politic chief, and in view of what he accomplished at the head of a mere remnant of a once powerful tribe, it may be considered a most fortunate circumstance for the English colonists, that he was not at the head of the tribe at an earlier period, before it had been shorn of its strength, during the old age of Passaconaway, and the peaceful and inactive reign of Wonnalancet. And even could Kancamagus have succeeded to the Sagamonship ten years earlier than he did, so that his acknowledged abilities for counsel and war could have been united with those of Philip, history might have chronicled another story than the inglorious death of the Sagamou of Mount Hope in the swamp of Pokanoket." (potter's Hist, of Manchester.) The northern tribes of the confederation remained in their ancestral homes for some years longer, under the government of their local chiefs, but were nearly annihilated by military expeditions from the New England towns. (See Fryebury, Plymouth, etc.) They then migrated to Canada, and after their mournful exodus the Saco and Pemigewasset Valleys were opened to the settlers from the lower towns. "Thus the aboriginal inhabitants, who held the lands of New Hampshire as their own, have been swept away. Long and valiantly did they contend for the inheritance bequeathed to them by their fathers ; but fate had decided against them, and it was all in vain. With bitter feelings of unavailing regret, the Indian looked for the last time upon the happy places where for ages his ancestors had Iived and loved, rejoiced and wept, and passed away, to be known no more forever." Concerning Passaconaway, the Great Chief of the Mountain and Merrimac Indiani. The name Passaconaway is derived from two Indian words, papoeis, " child," and kunnaway, " bear," the Child of the Bear being a fitting chief for the tribes whose ancestral insignia was a mountain-bear. It is estimated that the Merrimae tribes had 3,000 warriors in the year 1600, but the annihilating successions of famine, pestilence, and pitiless invasions of hostile tribes reduced their number, in less than 20 years, to 250 men. There is a tradition that the Mohawks attacked Concord not long before the year 1620, and inflicted terrible damage on the Pennacooks; and a subsequent foray of the western tribes of Passaconaway's league 'ito the land of the Mohawks resulted disastrously. Passaconaway was probably at the head of the Pennacook confederation before the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth; and Captain Levitt reported having seen him in 1623. In 1629 he and his sub-chiefs granted the coast of New Hampshire to John Wheelwright; and in 1632 he sent in to Boston a culprit Indian who had killed an English trader. In 1642 Massachusetts despatched a strong force to disarm the friendly Pennacooks; but Passaconaway retired to the forest, and there received a just apology from the colonial authorities, after which he voluntarily surrendered his guns. In 1644 he put his " subjects Lands and estates under the Government and Jurisdiction of the Massachusetts to be governed and protected by then." From this time the forest emperor and mighty necromancer became nominally a sort of Puritan magistrate, administering the laws of the colony upon his astonished liegemen. In 1647 Passaconaway was visited by the Apostle Eliot ("one of the noblest spirits that have walked the earth since the days of the Apostle Paul"), whose preaching deeply impressed the great chief and his sons, and led them to entreat him to dwell with them and become their teacher. He was probably converted to Christianity by Eliot's loving counsels. In 1660, overburdened with years and weary of honors, he abdicated his authority at a solemn senate of the mountain arid river tribes holden at Pawtucket Falls. His farewell address to his people was heard by two or three English guests, and was reported by them to have been a splendid piece of oratory. The following sentences are extracted from it: — " Hearken to the words of your father. I am an old oak, that has withstood the storms of more than a hundred winters. Leaves and branches have been stripped from me by the winds and frosts, — my eyes are dim, — my limbs totter, — I must soon fall! But when young and sturdy, when my bow no young man of the Pennacooks could bend, — when my arrows would pierce a deer at a hundred yards, and 1 could bury my hatchet in a sapling to the eye, — no wigwam had so many furs, no pole so many scalp-locks, as Passaconaway-s. Then I delighted in war. The whoop of the Pennacooks was heard on the Mohawk, — and no voice so loud as Passaconaway's. The scalps upon the pole of my wigwam told the story of Mohawk Buffering The oak will soon break before the whirlwind,—it shivers and shakes even now; soon its trunk will be prostrate, — the ant and the worm will sport upon it. Then think, my children, of what I say. I commune with the Great Spirit. He whispers me now: 'Tell your people, Peace — peace is the only hope of your race. I have given flre and thunder to the pale-faces for weapons,— I have made them plentier than the leaves of the forest; and still shall they increase. These meadows they shall turn with the plough, — these forests shall fall by the axe, — the pale-faces shall live upon your hunting-grounds, and make their villages upon your fishing-places-' The Great Spirit says this, and it must be so! We are few and powerless before them! We must bend before the storm ! The wind blows hard! The old oak trembles, its branches are gone, its sap is frozen, it bends. It falls! Peace, peace, with the white man ' —is the command of the Great Spirit; and the wish, — the last wish of Passaconaway." In reflecting upon the character of the Merrimaek Sagamon, tho conviction forces Itself upon one, that at the head of a powerful confederacy of Indian tribes, honored and feared by his subjects, and capable of moulding their fierce passions to his will, the history of New England would have told another story, than the triumph of our Pilgrim Fathers, had Passaconaway taken a different view of his own destiny and that of his tribe, —and exerted his well-known and acknowledged power against the enemies of his race." (potter's Hist, of Manchester ) " It is a notorious fact that the English trespassed on his hunting-grounds and stole his lauds. Yet he never stole anything from them. They killed his warriors, — yet he never killed a white man, woman, or child. They captured and imprisoned his sons and daughters, — yet he never led a captive into the wilderness. Once the proudest and most noble Bashaba of New England, he passed his extreme old age poor, forsaken, and robbed of all that was dear to him, by those to whom he had been a firm friend for nearly half a century." (little's Htst, of Warren.) The legend of the apotheosis of Passaconaway on Mt. Washington suggests the mysterious story of St. Aspinquid, who, according to the tradition, was an Indian sage, born in 1588, converted to Christianity in 1628, and died in 1682. His funeral was on Mt. Agamenticus, and was attended by many sachems, who had a great hunting-feast and brought to his grave 6,711 slain animals, including 99 bears, 66 moose, 25 bucks, 67 does, 240 wolves, 82 wild-cats, 8 catamounts, 482 foxes, 32 buffaloes, 400 otter, 620 beaver, 1500 mink, 110 ferrets, 520 raccoons, 900 musquashes, 501 fishers, 3 ermines, 38 porcupines, 832 martens, 59 woodchucks, and 112 rattlesnakes. On the mountain-tomb was carved the inscription: — "Present useful; absent wanted ; Lived desired; died lamented." St. Aspinquid is said to have preached the Gospel for 40 years, and among 66 nations, " from the Atlantic Ocean to the Californian Sea. "Mr. Thatcher thinks that Passaconaway and St. Aspinquid were one in the same, since their age and reputation so nearly agree; and advances a theory that Passaconaway retired to Mt. Agamenticus during King Philip's War, received the name of Aspinquid from the sea-shore Indians, and died a few years later. , The Apostle Eliot and Gen. Gookin saw Passaconaway when he was in the white winter of his 120th year. After his abdication of the Pennacook sovereignty he was granted a narrow tract of land in Litchfield by the Province of Massachusetts, where he lived for a short time. The time and manner of his death are unknown, but the traditions of the Pennacooks relate that he was carried from them, in the winter season, by a weird, wolf-drawn sleigh, and borne to the summit of Mt. Washington, whence he was received into heaven. The Theft of America The un-glorious stories of how the western areas of the United States were occupied by our forefathers through cajolery, fraud and deception is not limited to those western territories. The theft of the native American's homelands all began when the first English explorers set foot on this continent. All too frequently the native people were more than willing to sell or trade their homelands for a trivial compensation. While the early explorers inflicted unknown diseases upon the Indians who already lived here, it was not done intentionally, (Although it has been shown that it was not beneath the early settlers to intentionally expose the Indians to known diseases with known consequences.) The process of illness and disease severely decimated and weakened the native population. Additionally, fighting amongst rival tribes also contributed to a dramatic decrease in their populations during the 1600's. Many of those who did survive found their way of life completely at odds with the practices and traditions of the early settlers who came from completely different backgrounds. The concept of owning land was unheard of to the native populace who believed the land was there for everyones mutual benefit. Yet they did respect the territories of rival tribes and wars over such territories were not uncommon. Thus, their defenses against the intrusions of the early settlers would have been a natural reaction. The weapons available to them however were far inferior to those of the invading settlers. While there were atrocities committed by both the native populace and early settlers many early stories point to the basic peaceful nature of the native inhabitants, particularly the Abenaki peoples and their desire to obtain peaceful arrangements with the new settlers over the use of the land. The history of New England would have told another story, than the triumph of our Pilgrim Fathers, had Passaconaway taken a different view of his own destiny and that of his tribe, —and exerted his well-known and acknowledged power against the enemies of his race." It is a notorious fact that the English trespassed on his hunting-grounds and stole his lands. Yet he never stole anything from them. They killed his warriors, — yet he never killed a white man, woman, or child. They captured and imprisoned his sons and daughters, — yet he never led a captive into the wilderness. Once the proudest and most noble Bashaba of New England, he passed his extreme old age poor, forsaken, and robbed of all that was dear to him, by those to whom he had been a firm friend for nearly half a century. In another article you can read of the heritage and lives of those who now are only remembered as the names of mountains, roads and towns, beyond which many inhabitants have no knowledge of how the names originated or who those people were. This material came from Moses Sweetser's White Mountain Guide of 1886. Google it for more interesting information. CONSIDER THIS MORE CONTEMPORARY VIEWPOINT: There is a growing effort to bring history back into focus and to correct many misconceptions about the relationship of Native People, such as us, and the founding of the United States. We were not all killed off by disease or warfare and did not disappear with the colonization of this country. Many of us became the individual fibers of the weave that made the cloth of the United States and Canada. We are among you, working beside you in all walks of life. Unless we told you who we were, you would probably never know us. Please Have a peek at their website; HERE Also check this list of NATIVE AMERICAN ORGANIZATIONS Abenaki clothing, 18th Century Abenaki Culture ABENAKI CULTURE There are a dozen variations of the name Abenakis, such as Abenaquiois, Abakivis, Quabenakionek, Wabenakies and others. The Abenaki were described in the Jesuit Relations as not cannibals, and as docile, ingenious, temperate in the use of liquor, and not profane. All Abenaki tribes lived a lifestyle similar to the Algonquin of southern New England. They cultivated crops for food, locating villages on or near fertile river floodplains. Other less major, but still important, parts of their diet included game and fish from hunting and fishing, and wild plants. They lived in scattered bands of extended families for most of the year. Each man had different hunting territories inherited through his father. Unlike the Iroquois, the Abenaki were patrilineal. Bands came together during the spring and summer at temporary villages near rivers, or somewhere along the seacoast for planting and fishing. These villages occasionally had to be fortified, depending on the alliances and enemies of other tribes or of Europeans near the village. Abenaki villages were quite small when compared to the Iroquois'; the average number of people was about 100. Most Abenaki settlements used dome-shaped, bark-covered wigwams for housing, though a few preferred oval-shaped long houses. During the winter, the Abenaki lived in small groups further inland. The homes there were bark-covered wigwams shaped in a way similar to the teepees of the Great Plains Indians. The Abnaki lined the inside of their conical wigwams with bear and deer skins for warmth. The Abenaki also built long houses similar to those of the Iroquois. POPULATION AND EPIDEMICS Before the Abenaki — except the Pennacook and Micmac — had contact with the European world, their population may have numbered as many as 40,000. Around 20,000 would have been Eastern Abenaki, another 10,000 would have been Western Abenaki, and the last 10,000 would have been Maritime Abenaki. Early contacts with European fisherman resulted in two major epidemics that affected Abenaki during the 1500s. The first epidemic was an unknown sickness occurring sometime between 1564 and 1570, and the second one was typhus in 1586. Multiple epidemics arrived a decade prior to the English settlement of Massachusetts in 1620, when three separate sicknesses swept across New England and the Canadian Maritimes. Maine was hit very hard during the year of 1617, with a fatality rate of 75%, and the population of the Eastern Abenaki fell to about 5,000. Fortunately, the Western Abenaki were a more isolated group of people and suffered far less, losing only about half of their original population of 10,000. The new diseases continued to cause more disaster, starting with smallpox in 1631, 1633, and 1639. Seven years later, an unknown epidemic struck, with influenza passing through the following year. Smallpox affected the Abenaki again in 1649, and diphtheria came through 10 years later. Once again, smallpox struck in 1670, and influenza again in 1675. Smallpox affected the Native Americans again in 1677, 1679, 1687, along with measles, 1691, 1729, 1733, 1755, and finally in 1758. The Abenaki population continued to decline, but in 1676, they took in thousands of refugees from many southern New England tribes displaced by settlement and King Philip's War. Because of this, descendents of nearly every southern New England Algonquin can be found among the Abenaki people. Another century later, there were fewer than 1,000 Abenaki remaining after the American Revolution. The population has recovered to nearly 12,000 total in the United States and Canada. Where Are They Now? There are no federally recognized Indian tribes in New Hampshire today. Originally the Abenaki's lived in the area from Concord northward and the Pennacooks lived in the area from Concord Southward. Most Native Americans were forced to leave New Hampshire during the 1600's, when eastern tribes were being displaced by colonial expansion. These tribes are not extinct, but except for the descendants of New Hampshire Native Americans who hid or assimilated into white society, they do not live in New Hampshire anymore. Most tribes that once were native to New Hampshire ended up on reservations in Canada. THE WHEELWRIGHT DEED May 17, 1629: Whereas we the Sagamores of Penecook, Pentucket, Squamsquot, and Nuchawanack are inclined to have the English inhabit amongst us by which means we hope in time to be Strengthened against our Enemies who yearly doth us Damage likewise being persuaded that it will be for the good of us and our Posterity, do hereby covenant and agree with the English as follows - - - in consideration of a Competent valuation in goods already received in Coats, Shirts, and victuals...convey all that part of the Main Land bounded by the River of Pisattaqua and the River of Meremack... In Witness whereof we have hereunuto set our hands and seals the seventeeth day of May 1629 and in the fifth year of King Charles's reign over England...Passaconaway...Runaawitt, Wahanqnononawitt, Wardargoscum.. This deed has been pronounced a forgery, but authentic documents have lately come to light, that go to show the genuineness of this instrument." Judge C. E. Potter, 1851 W. J. Sidis wrote: Passaconaway inquired as to whether white ideas of property covered anything corresponding to permission to occupy, and found out that the whites know of such things as leases; so, by authority from the Federal Council (after considerable objection from the Piscataquas, whose territory the place was) he had a regular deed made out as part of the peace treaty, leasing to these unrecognised Puritan outposts a region extending from the Piscataqua west to the Merrimac, and from the Merrimac thirty miles north. This lease provided for a specified rental in furs for each town to be established in that region. This rent was paid regularly, except for war periods, up to 1755; but, as land titles in that region are still based on Passaconaway’s deed, now preserved at Exeter, rather than on Mason’s title claim, this leaves the Penacook Federation, or whoever is their successor, the real owners of a territory including Rockingham County in New Hampshire, and some surrounding territory, including the cities of Haverhill and Manchester, and half of Lowell and Lawrence. The Tribes and the States, Chap. 8 ["One of the earliest of Passaconaway's transactions with the English is said to have been his signing of the famous Wheelwright Deed. By many this has been considered a forgery. The Rev. N. Bouton, D. D., Editor of the Provincial Papers of New Hampshire, writes thus, however: 'The famous 'Wheelwright Deed, which has been pronounced a forgery by Hon. James Savage, the distinguished antiquarian of Boston, and the late John Farmer, Esq., of Concord, bears date May 17, 1629. The Sagamons (chiefs) of most note among the Pennacooks, were Passaconnaway, Wonnalancet his son, and Kancamagus, usually called John Hogkins, his grandson. These Chiefs were successively at the head of the Pennacoks, and each in his way, was a man of mark in his time. Passaconnaway was one of the most noted Indian Chiefs in New England. For a much more detailed accounting of their activities refer to Chapter 5 at this link: http://www.usgennet.org/usa/nh/county/hillsborough/manchester/book/evening.html Theft of America contemporary culture population wherenow wheelwr[ght THIS PAGE CONTENTS: The Theft of America Contemporary Viewpoint Abenaki Culture Population and Epidemics Where are they now? The Wheelwright Deed King Philip's War Life 1000 Years Ago THIS PAGE CONTENTS: The Theft of America Contemporary Viewpoint Abenaki Culture Population and Epidemics Where are they now? The Wheelwright Deed King Philip's War Life 1000 Years Ago BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 BACK TO TOP KING PHILIP'S WAR The war is named after the main leader of the Native American side, Metacomet, Metacom, or Pometacom , known to the English as "King Philip." King Philip's War, sometimes called Metacom 's War or Metacom's Rebellion,[1] was an armed conflict between Native American inhabitants of present-day southern New England and English colonists and their Native American allies from 1675–1676. It continued in northern New England (primarily on the Maine frontier) even after King Philip was killed, until a treaty was signed at Casco Bay in April 1678.[2] According to a combined estimate of loss of life in Schultz and Tougias' "King Philip's War, The History and Legacy of America's Forgotten Conflict" (based on sources from the Department of Defense, the Bureau of Census, and the work of Colonial historian Francis Jennings ), 800 out of 52,000 English colonists (1 out of every 65) and 3,000 out of 20,000 natives (3 out of every 20) lost their lives due to the war, which makes it proportionately one of the bloodiest and costliest in the history of America.[3] More than half of New England's ninety towns were assaulted by Native American warriors.[4] Much More Information can be found at Wikipedia. -------------------------------------- King Philip was a native American Indian and King Philip's war began in 1675. King Philip explains what led to the uprising: The English who came first to this country were but an handful of people, forlorn, poor and distressed. My father was then sachem [chief]. He relieved their distresses in the most kind and hospitable manner. He gave them land to build and plant upon. He did all in his power to serve them. Others of their country men came and joined them. Their numbers rapidly increased. My father's counselors became uneasy and alarmed lest, as they were possessed of firearms, which was not the case of the Indians, they should finally undertake to give law to the Indians, and take from them their country. They therefore advised him to destroy them before they should become too strong, and it should be too late. My father was also the father of the English. He represented to his counselors and warriors that the English knew many sciences which the Indians did not; that they improved and cultivated the earth, and raised cattle and fruits, and that there was sufficient room n the country for both the English and the Indians. His advise prevailed. It was concluded to give victuals to the English. They flourished and increased. Experience taught that the advice of my father's counselors was right. By various means they got possessed of a great part of his territory. But he still remained their friend until he died. My elder brother became sachem. They pretended to suspect him of evil designs against them. He was seized and confined, and thereby thrown into sickness and died. Soon after I became sachem they disarmed all my people. They tried my people by their own laws and assessed damages against them which they could not pay. Their land was taken. Sometimes the cattle of the English would come into the cornfields of my people, for they did not make fences like the English. I must then be seized and confined till I sold another tract of my country for satisfaction of all damages and costs. But a small part of the dominion of my ancestors remains. I am determined not to live till I have no country. Source: History of Swansea KingPhilip THIS PAGE CONTENTS: The Theft of America Contemporary Viewpoint Abenaki Culture Population and Epidemics Where are they now? The Wheelwright Deed King Philip's War Life 1000 Years Ago BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP TALL TITLE What life was like 1,000 years ago Life1000YearsAgo In an article published in 2000, Doug Sweet looks back at life 1,000 years ago in Montreal. The story gives some historical context to the an exhibition at Pointe-à-Callière Museum, St. Lawrence Iroquoians, Corn People. By Montreal GazetteNovember 17, 2006 Begin with quiet. No noise from jostling traffic or an onrushing metro train. No hum from the computer fan. No jumble of voices bouncing off the walls of a frenzied shopping centre. No television, no radio, cinema, CDs, MP3s or other instruments of the late-20th-century cacophony in which we are immersed every blessed day of our brief lives. Silence. Listen, now, for the sounds that 1,000 years ago - a millennium ago - would be heard in this place we call home. Tall and ancient trees moaning in the clean wind. Water rattling through rocks and rapids and lapping quietly at the pebbled shore. A bird's stabbing cry. The quick rustle of unseen wildlife in thickets of underbrush. The echoing rumble of thunder or splatter of falling rain. A primeval atmosphere. Add to this the murmur of human voices gathered together - an infant's wail, the shrieks of children playing, sharp words between a husband and wife, the drone of mystical singing. There's the strike of stone on stone, the thud of a rock axe against thick wood, a fire's crackle. These would be about the only sounds anyone would hear if they visited what is now Montreal. The only sounds. That was to change, of course. But in the vast sweep of time, what was wrought by later immigrants to this land was relatively recent. In our collective arrogance, we often overlook the human life that existed in this place for millennia before the first Europeans ventured up a great river in search of a quick route to the treasures of China and the East. The history of the island now called Montreal does not begin with Paul de Chomedey, Sieur de Maisonneuve, who founded Ville Marie in 1642. It doesn't begin with Samuel de Champlain's visit of 1611 or with Jacques Cartier's day-and-a-half stopover at the Iroquoian village Hochelaga in 1535. People had lived in this region long before that. Thousands of them. After the last of the great ice sheets melted away and the resulting inland sea began to dry up about 10,000 years ago, people drifted into this land, discovering its abundant rivers and their rich flood plains. With lower-lying land still flooded by the Champlain Sea, the earliest possible residents lived on higher ground to the west of Montreal, near what is now called Lac St. Francois, a widening of the St. Lawrence River near Cornwall, Ont. They are referred to as Paleoindians and were succeeded, the archaeologists tell us, by Archaic people about 5,000 years ago. These were the ancestors of the people who, about 1,000 years ago, began to develop rudimentary agriculture here. By about 1200 to 1300 AD, those whom anthropologists and archaeologists call St. Lawrence Iroquoians had developed their agriculture to the point that their crops of beans, squash and corn had supplanted hunting as the community's primary source of food. Farming brought an increasingly sedentary lifestyle and the St. Lawrence Iroquoians settled down, shifting their longhouse villages about every 20 years in search of more fertile farmland. On his 1535 voyage up the St. Lawrence, Cartier visited a village, which he called Hochelaga, with between 1,000 and 2,000 inhabitants. He stayed only briefly, but described the community in some detail. Less than 50 years later, the people who lived on Montreal Island and in the vicinity began to disperse. Where they went is fairly easy to determine by studying far-flung fragments of pottery - the St. Lawrence Iroquoians employed a distinctive pottery style - into eastern Ontario, farther down the St. Lawrence River, even into northeastern New England and the Lac St-Jean region. But why they left remains a mystery. Could diseases, such as influenza and smallpox, have been introduced by Cartier (or other lesser-known explorers), leaving the people of Hochelaga vulnerable to more frequent and sustained attack from neighbouring Algonquin, Iroquois or Huron tribes? Was there a small but significant shift in climate patterns rendering their rudimentary agriculture impossible? Did they just get tired of the same old river and the same old mountain? A definitive answer is probably impossible, but what is certain is that by the time Champlain explored this area in 1611 there was no trace of Hochelaga. Gone. And never to return. Although Algonquins from the Ottawa River region settled the island sporadically between the time of Cartier's visit and the permanent French encampment established by Maisonneuve in 1642, the last substantial aboriginal community on the island simply evaporated. - - - So the white-faced men and women returned, and this time they stayed for good, bringing different customs, different values, different goals, a different god. They also brought different sounds: their languages, as well as the sound of hammering and sawing, the thwack of sharper steel axes against the same tree trunks, then the rumble of wheeled carts, the mooing and grunting of domesticated animals. The sound of gunfire. And, through treaties, trade, cheating, warfare and wave upon wave of unending immigration, they took control of this island and they built, stone by stone, log by log, a small town nestled under the protective shadow of a stunted mountain, hard against the endlessly flowing river that would shape the city's destiny for centuries to come. How appropriate that Montreal, a city that has borne witness to so many profound changes in its makeup and character, should lie next to the endless flow of a river rather than the static body of a lake. History is the story of change, a nd Montreal has enjoyed more of it than most cities on this continent in its 357 years of existence.The French settlers, in addition to devoting themselves and their energies to converting the ``heathen'' aboriginals to Christianity and specifically Roman Catholicism, quickly realized the potential of the region's rivers as superhighways leading inland to the heart of a lucrative fur trade. That industry, more than any other, propelled the young city into a position of economic expansion and prominence in the New World. The British conquest of the mid-18th century brought the tones of yet another language to Montreal, although the fur trade continued to be the economic staple of an expanding and diversifying economy. Gradually, into the next century, industrialization crept in and with it new sounds, new energies. Smokestacks and coal fires brought soot and smoke along with jobs for immigrants. Machinery, sugar, tobacco, dry goods were refined or produced here for consumption elsewhere. That meant a transportation industry, and again the river was of vital importance. For a time in the middle of the 19th century, most of the people living within the city of Montreal proper spoke English, but that soon changed with massive immigration of French-speaking Quebecers from the hinterland, providing Montreal with the unique sound and image it offers to the world to this day: a mixture of languages and cultures that sometimes collide but more often embrace each other; a face and a voice that are replicated nowhere else on the planet. Added to the principal ingredients of this cultural bouillabaisse is the spice of multi-ethnicity made possible by successive bursts of immigration: the Irish in the early to middle part of the 19th century; Russian Jews at the turn of the 20th century; Italians, Portuguese, Greeks and other Europeans in smaller numbers in the first decades of the 1900s and then in great waves that date from the 1950s on; more recently Africans and Middle Easterners, those from the Caribbean and southern Asia, as well as people from Central and South America. All have contributed to the local culture; all have helped change the sounds of Montreal, from the bustle of Chinatown to the summertime tam-tams at the foot of Mount Royal. With the different cultural currents have come changing economic fortunes. The early industrialization of the mid-1800s gave way to larger and more numerous factories, from the sugar refineries of the Lachine Canal to the heavy machine shops of the sprawling Angus yards where Canadian Pacific built and maintained locomotives. But just as political eddies and whirlpools were becoming stronger and more tumultuous, so, too, was there continued turbulence in the city's economic underpinnings. Smokestacks and enormous electric motors gave way to computer chips and microscopes. The heavy machine shops closed and the pharmaceutical industry exploded. Sugar refineries became film studios; instead of locomotives, Montrealers were building jet airplanes. The river flowed on. - - - Most of us who live at the close of the 20th century can be pretty full of ourselves . We sit in hermetically sealed houses and office towers, shops and factories, the vast majority of us perfectly safe from numbing cold or blistering heat. Look, we say, look at all we have accomplished and created, how we have shaped this place, conquered the wilderness and erected great temples to our commerce, our technology and our genius. In this pride and comfort, it is so easy to overlook who and what went before us - what it took to live here, what humans endured merely to survive until the next dawn, what drove men and women to live in this terrible land, to feel it, explore it and test it. We forget the courage it took to stare at the worst of nature's elements and prevail. We forget how primitive were the conditions that existed before anyone had even imagined the word ``lifestyle.'' Stripped of human comforts, this is a rugged, forbidding, unfriendly place. It is hot and infested with insects. It is soggy with rain. It is bitter with cold and snow and wind. It is ice. That those who came before us, either by land bridge or by the hand of the Creator or by way of creaking little wooden ships, managed to carve out a lasting existence is evidence of an astonishing spirit. Could we summon such spirit today? There are those who have doubts about human society's lurching ``progress'' which is, but for some important aesthetic touches, little different in modern Montreal than in modern Berlin or Baton Rouge. Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, one of the great minds of the recent past, put it this way: ``Modern man can all but leap out beyond the confines of his being; through the eyes of television he is present throughout the whole planet all at the same time. Yet it turns out that from this spasmodic pace of technocentric Progress, from the oceans of superficial information and cheap spectacles, the human soul does not grow, but instead grows more shallow, and spiritual life is only reduced. ``Our culture, accordingly, grows poorer and dimmer, no matter how it tries to drown out its decline by the din of empty novelties. As creature comforts continue to improve for the average person, so spiritual development grows stagnant. Surfeit brings with it a nagging sadness of the heart, as we sense that the whirlpool of pleasures does not bring satisfaction, and that before long, it may suffocate us. . . . The victory of technological civilization has also instilled a spiritual insecurity in us. Its gifts enrich, but enslave us as well. All is interests - we must not neglect our interests - all is a struggle for material things; but an inner voice tells us that we have lost something pure, elevated, and fragile. We have ceased to see the purpose.'' - - - Has the human condition improved since our ancestors inhabited this place? Undoubtedly. Even in the eyeblink of the last century, to use but one example, the infant-mortality rate in Montreal that ran to well over 300 deaths per thousand in the middle of the 1880s has been reduced to only 6.6 per thousand today. Human life expectancy in prosperous countries such as ours has virtually doubled since the Industrial Revolution. And people who have lived and worked here in Montreal in the last two centuries have contributed in no small measure to those improvements. We can take pride in work done here that has helped ease suffering and cured disease. How life has been enriched by poets and writers and artists who flourished and found in this place their muse. How thousands upon thousands of us have found a better life than the one our ancestors knew, with opportunities more vast and a future brighter than anything that could have been imagined while huddled in the stinking hold of a rat-ridden ship. How entrepreneurship and ingenuity have contributed to learning and to life at institutions and industries founded here and nurtured by citizens who cared about the progress of human society. The change of a millennium, as artificial as it may seem - and as false a turning point as it is to countless others who follow, at least for religious purposes, a different calendar - is a good time to put those accomplishments into perspective. Today, January 1, 2000, is just another day. Apart from the rather important fact that the modern calendar is woefully imprecise when it comes to measuring the time since Christ was born about 2,000 years ago, it is not even the official turning of the century or the millennium. That will come in a year's time - although, one expects, without the hoopla or the Y2K bug that tried to seize the world's attention now. Regardless of which date one chooses to celebrate the turnover of the world's most common odometer, the change of century and of millennium provides an ideal time for reflection - of what has gone before, of what is, and of what might be in the years to come. We cannot predict the future any more than we can change the past, but we can ponder the kind of society we think we should strive to achieve, and reflect upon what it might take to get us there. It is, as Solzhenitsyn suggests, a time to rediscover the purpose. Website Editor Note: While this particular story focuses on Montreal, its message is the same no matter what place name gets attatched to the subject matter. It could just as easily be Bartlett, New Hampshire. BACK TO TOP BACK TO TOP

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Historic Lodging Places Intervale Area THE NEW ENGLAND INN Has a long and interesting history. We will post it here when it's all put together. Before it was the New England Inn it was the BLOODGOOD FARM. The Eastern Slope of the White Mountains was still a vast, untamed wilderness when the original farmhouse was built on this site by Samuel Bloodgood, in 1809. The Bloodgood farm was famous for its hospitality from the first and remained so during Samuel’s life and those of his sons and grandsons. Among the third generation, Lyle Bloodgood had been a handsome, young and talented actor. Returning in later life after extensive travels, he often regaled his guests with tales of the state. His most exciting story was an eye-witness account of Lincoln’s assassination. He had been one of the performers at Ford’s theater in Washington on that fatal night.It was some years before this, in the late 1830s, that the farm had in fact become an inn, the owners setting a sign at the roadside to invite the traveling public to their hearth and board. The Hampshire House , across the street from the Inn. was acquired by the Inn and later remodeled to a more modern era. Intervale Page 1 Intervale Page 2 Intervale Page 3 Intervale Page 4 Intervale Page 5 Previous The Emerson Inn was renamed to The Maple Villa during the 1920's. It burned to the ground in 1948. Anybody ever heard of "Broadview" in 1924 ? May 2011: Judy Curtis & Eliza Jane Curtis Know all about this cottage and provided the following information: This was one of two neighboring summer cabins built in the early 1900's by each of the Burdett brothers, who founded Burdett College in Boston . The cabins are still standing, on Burdett Road (off 16A, across from Intervale Farm) in Intervale. The uphill cabin, built by C Fred Burdett, was named Intervale Overlook and the lower cabin (pictured on this postcard) was named Intervale Broadview . This cabin was built as a summer house for Charles Burdett and his wife Anna Burdett, who had two daughters, Camilla and Anne, whose signature is on that postcard. Their year-round residence was at 7 Mishawum Road in Woburn, Mass , which is now home of the Woburn Historical Society. Charles was the artistic one of the two brothers, excelling in calligraphy, hence leading into the business school. His delight in artistry can be seen in the Japanese influenced roof line of the cottage. The cabin pictured on this postcard is no longer in the Burdett family, though the other more rustic cabin, Overlook, remains in the Burdett family. NOTE: Here is a link to the Burdett mansion i n Woburn, now home of the Woburn Historical Society: Pittman Pitman Hall was spectacular while it lasted. Built in 1905 it burned in 1930 The Pitman Family were an industrious lot for sure. One can find their name attached to at least a half dozen substantial hotels in the Intervale Area. Some were Judges, Lawyers, Pharmacists, teachers, or just plain ole farmer folk. You can read a full accounting of each relative and what they did at this link. Pitman's Arch - Named in honor of Lycurgis for his devotion to the Town, Pitman residence - have photo Alice Pendexter - wife of John Pitman 1774 had 11 children Angivine - another proprietor of East Branch House - died in 1880 Benjamin - Built Cedarcroft 1800 Doris - Daughter of William, returned after retirement from a teaching career in 1941 to a home she and her sister built on the site of the East Branch House that burned. Ella - First wife of George Gale, Maple Villa's owner Intervale Page 1 Intervale Page 2 Intervale Page 3 Intervale Page 4 Intervale Page 5 Lodging Preface Upper Village Area Glen Area Intervale Area Historic Lodging Map NewEnglandInn BloodgoodFarm Hampshire House EmersonInn MapleVilla Broadview Burdett Pitman Hall

Stillings and Garland early settlers Bartlett, NH BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , The Very Early Settlers of Bartlett 1780 - 1800 The French and Indian Wars fought in the 1700's and skirmishes with the British during this time were not of great global importance but they did set the stage for war heroes to obtain vast tracts of land as reward for their services to their various governments. Such were the times from 1765 to 1775 when then Governors Benning Wentworth and John Wentworth granted a combined 14,000 acres to Colonel Andrew McMillan, Captain William Stark, Lt Vere Royce, Adj Philip Bayley, Major James Gray, and Robert Furniss of the Royal Navy. Most of those who received such grants rarely settled on the land themselves. In 1790 this land became the Town of Bartlett. Most of these grantees had little interest in their land with the exception of William Stark who offered land to anyone who would come and settle. One might wonder if they considered their bequests as a "booby-prize" being isolated and uninhabited lands and nary a Pub for 70 miles ? (editors comment only.) Thus, around 1775 , arrived brothers Enoch and Humphrey Emery along with Nathaniel Harriman. They settled in today's Jericho and their descendants live there to this day. John and Martha Pendexter arrived in the winter of 1776 and settled in the Intervale area and in 1777 came Daniel Fox, Paul Jilly and Captain Samuel Willey who all settled in the upper Bartlett area. Richard Garland came to Bartlett in 1783. A man of considerable stamina, he lived in the Hall Neighborhood near today's Sky Valley about a mile east of the Village. Joseph and Alice Pitman first settled in Harts Location and later moved to Bartlett. Alice is Martha Pendexter's sister. Jonathan Tasker, a revolutionary soldier arrived in Bartlett about 1789. Brothers, Obed and Ebenezer Hall, came from Madbury NH about 1788 and farmed in Upper Bartlett as well as operating a "house of entertainment" in the Village. By June 1790 Bartlett had become an Incorporated town. We today might have a hard time comprehending how difficult it was for our forbears to settle in an untamed wilderness. One may also wonder what thoughts motivated them to move from the relative comforts of southern New Hampshire to an area that offered little except isolation and hardship. They faced the perils of isolation , the fear of Indian raids, the ravages of wild beasts, the wrath of the rapid mountain torrents, the obstacles to communication which the vast wilderness interposed, — every form of discomfort and danger was apparently protection for these grand mountains as impassable barriers to intrusion and occupation. One man once went eighty miles on foot through the woods to a lower settlement for a bushel of salt, the scarcity of which had produced sickness and suffering, and returned with it on his back. Several of the earliest settlers lived for years without any neighbors for miles . One man was obliged to go ten miles to a mill, and would carry a bushel of corn on his shoulder, and take it back in meal. But often these brave men did not even have the corn to be ground : they were threatened with famine, and were obliged to send deputations thirty, fifty, and sixty miles to purchase grain. These families were tried by the freshets that tore up the rude bridges, swept off their barns, and even floated their houses on the meadows. On the Saco intervale, in the year 1800, a heavy rain swelled the river so that it destroyed every cabin and shed that had been built on it. They suffered much from the inadequate legislation of those early times, and their patience was often tried to the utmost, when they sent petition alter petition to the legislature without receiving an answer until years had passed. But these hardships, privations, and sufferings did not dwarf their intellects or diminish their physical powers, and a good character of solidity, intelligence, and industry has ever been connected with the inhabitants of this county. Men distinguished in the domains of law, literature, medicine, and science, with just pride, point to Carroll County as the place of their birth, while the county with equal pride claims them as her sons. Early Settlers Stillings - Garland - Chubbick Emery - Pitman Hall - Pendexter - Tasker - Seavey George - Gilly - Fox - Willey 1793 prominent citizens of Bartlett These Men, and the women who may have accompanied them, might be considered the founders of the Town of Bartlett. The names include: Richard Garland, Enoch Emery, Joseph Hall, Obed Hall, Levi Seavey, Samuel Seavey, Simon Seavey , John Scribner, Jonathan Seavey, James Rogers, Jonathan Place, isick Stanton. James Baset, Samuel Fall, Peter and Nicholas Stillings, Jonathan Tasker, John weeks, Jonathan Hutchins, John wooster, Humphrey Emery, John Pendexter, Joseph Pitman, Levi Chubbuck, george woodes, Thomas Spring, Timothy Walker. Joseph Pinkham, Joseph D. Pinkham. There were others whose lives did not include exceptional traits that would have made them memorable, and like the majority of people, their names are soon forgotten. In the 1780's there were less than 5 non Indian people residing in what is now Bartlett. Fifty years later in 1830 the population had grown to only 644 and to about 775 by 1860. It has taken another 159 years to reach our 2019 population of perhaps 3000 people. This low growth rate, at least by today's standards, demonstrates that only the adventuresome choose to live in this desolate wilderness. Early bridges were no match for raging rivers Details about some of The early pioneers of the 1790's French wentworth Stillings NicholasStill PeterStill 1796: Peter Stillings came to Bartlett in 1796 and settled in the extreme upper edge of Town on about 200 acres of land which included all of the land now occupied by Garland's Mountain Home Cabins as well as property on the north side of present day Rte 302. This land extended to the Town line of todays Harts Location and included Sawyers Rock. The land extended to include both sides of the Saco River. Peter's deed was given by George Hart. Later he sold half his land to his son, Samuel. Peter was married to Elizabeth Tuttle in 1770. They had four children, Nicholas in 1773, Peter Jr in 1774, Hannah in 1776 and Samuel in 1780. Samuel Born in March of 1780 . Samuel Stillings, the son of Peter, operated a wayside tavern on the site for about 40 years, probably from 1806 until 1846. In 1846, at the age of 66, Samuel sold his farm and Inn to his son, Nicholas . This rare1860 stereo-graph photo is believed (but not confirmed) to be the Upper Bartlett House or The Stillings Tavern and Stage Stop. It would have been located in the vicinity of today's Mountain Home Cabins on Rte 302. Titus Brown's Tavern was in this area 60 years before, about 1800. Titus Brown Tavern Nicholas Stillings, son of Samuel, may have been born sometime around 1815. He was a teamster who hauled produce from upper Coos County and Vermont to Portland and on the return trip brought salt. From this beginning, about 1835, Nicholas became first, a partner in The Abbott & Osgood Company, a stage line that ran from Conway to Crawford's, and later became the sole owner. Nicholas distinguished his stage company by using only matched gray horses to pull his stages. He operated this company for eleven years during the summer months and used his teams for logging operations during the winter. In 1846 he purchased his father's (Samuel) farm. By 1854 Nicholas had built The Upper Bartlett House , a two story inn, on his father's former farm and Inn. This was located on the north side of Rte 302 near today's Mountain Home Cabins and near the location of the previous Titus Brown Inn . During the brief existance of the Upper Bartlett House it became well known and respected for comfortable beds and good food. It was mentioned in the highly respected "Eastman's White Mountain Guide" Nicholas was a natural showman and hired storyteller's to entertain his guests, and he himself was known to spin many "tall tales", some of which may have actually been true. Nicholas was an energetic and ambitious man and in 1866 he moved to Jackson and in 1869 built a starch factory and a store in that town. In 1876 he built a hotel as well. It was named the Glen Ellis House . During his Bartlett years he served six terms as Selectman and was a State Representative in 1862. He was the recruiting officer in Bartlett to see that sufficient numbers of men were recruited for the Civil War. He himself was a Captain in the Militia. Source: Incidents in White Mountain history - by Rev. Benjamin G. Willey nicholas Stillings Tavern upperBH Bartlett, NH Tavern Fire, Apr 1879 THE BARTLETT FIRE.----Our Conway correspondent writes that the loss to Mr. N. T. Stillings of Bartlett, whose tavern stand and out-buildings were destroyed by fire on the 3d, is $5000, with no insurance. The loss will be a heavy one to Mr. S., whose popular tavern and stage lines were so well known among the pilgrims to "the Switzerland of America." The fire is thought to have originated from a defective chimney. The family of Mr. S, was away at the time of the fire. The New Hampshire Patriot, Concord, NH 13 Apr 1879 Garland From the book, "Lucy Crawford's History of the White Mountains": Richard Garland: In December of 1783 Richard Garland was one of only five inhabitants of this location and there were but few inhabitants within 36 miles. Dover was the closest town for purchasing provisions. At one point Mr Garland had a small farm cultivated and one of his neighbors offered him a team of horses if he could find a plow. Mr Garland then went 7 miles and borrowed the nearest one. He carried it home on his back, plowed all day and into the night, then carried the plow back. During this same day he went 2 miles to buy a 50 pound bale of hay, which he also carried home on his back. When Bartlett was incorporated in 1790 Mr Garland was the town's first constable and collector of taxes. Mr Garland also helped Captain Rosebrook in his endeavors to found a highway through the notch by bringing the first load of supplies (rum) through the notch to prove it could be done. And, from "The History of Carroll County", 1889, Georgia Drew Merrill Richard Garland was a soldier of the Revolution, a native of Dover, and lived to an advanced age, dying March 5,1853. His wife was Sarah Watson , of Rochester. Their eldest son, Eben , remained in Bartlett, and married Lydia Hayes , of Rochester. They had three sons, Alexis, Richard, and Otis (the two Latter died young), and four daughters. Alexis made his home in town and married. His four sons were: Benjamin C., Eben O., Richard A., and Fred E. Eben O. is a resident of Bartlett, and carries on merchandising and an Inn, The Garland in the upper Village.. December, 1783, Richard Garland, as he told Lucy Crawford, " was one inhabitant among five who came into that location, and there were but few inhabitants distance of thirty-six miles, mostly woods, and they were seventy-five miles from Dover , where they had to go for their provisions, and had them to draw in a hand-sleigh in the winter over a little bushed path, without a bridge. After several years Mr Garland had a small piece of land under cultivation. Tradition has it that at one time he walked seven miles to plow, as two of his neighbors would each lend him a horse. He carried the plow home on his back, then walked a mile and a half to buy hay. After a good day's work he returned the plow, then went home to his supper, having walked thirty miles. I've seen that the work of planting civilization here was not a holiday play, and the story of Mr Garland could he almost duplicated in the experience of any settler. Out of dangers, hardships, sufferings, and exposure, was loped a kindliness to others, and on this broad and liberal principle was civilization founded. The same spirit is a ruling passion with the descendants of the pioneers who live in town to-day. Another Version of the same story (1889). CAPTAIN NICHOLAS TUTTLE STILLINGS who was for many years well known as a successful business man BORN in Bartlett, April 1:'., 1818, and died in Jackson. Grandfather, Samuel Stillings , an early resident of Bartlett. located in the " Upper District." Samuel, Jr. in 1790 , and learned the trade of ship carpenter, but purchased a piece of wild land on the north side of Bartlett, where Waller Stanton now lives, and after developing it bought the J. B. Brown farm , and kept a wayside inn . Married Martha , daughter of Benjamin and Jane (Folsom) Tuttle. (Mr and .Mrs Tuttle were from Lee, moved to Eaton and then in 1816 to Hart's Location , and subsequently to Jefferson, where they lived out their last days.) The children of Samuel and .Martha (Tuttle) Stillings attaining maturity were: Nicholas T., Alfred, Miiin F., and Clarinda J., who married Elias M.- Hall , of Bartlett. Mr Stillings was an honest, industrious, hard-working farmer. He was never known to deviate from the strictest truth, and lost several lawsuits by telling the facts, without any attempt to omit, pervert, or mystify them. Politically he was a Democrat : religiously a Universalist, and he lived a good and useful life. He died in lStlS. his wife surviving him Nicholas T. Stillings attained a strong and robust physique in his home among the mountains and was noted for his great muscular strength. He worked for his father until his majority, then started in life on his own, purchasing a farm for seven hundred dollars on credit, his only capital being a pair of colts. However he soon took to himself a help- bright, vigorous woman, who with her willing hands helped turn wheels of honest labor with good results. Mr Stillings paid for his farm in seven years. He was obliged to work hard to do this, as money was and labor and stock brought small prices. He would go to Portland, buy a load of salt, and draw it to Vermont and Upper Coos, where he would dispose of it for part money and part produce, with which returned to Portland. In 1846 he bought the farm of his father, and kept a stage tavern until he moved to Jackson. (This house was burned in 1879.) He then commenced lumbering , and not long after purchased the stage-route from the Glen to the Crawford House, and dined the rs at his "hotel." He ran this line summers for eleven years, turning it only with the advent of the railroad. The horses he used in the winter, thus combining two enterprises very successful, a pair of " seven foot" oxen for forty dollars. And fully during his life continued to purchase and operate large tracts of timber. He had an energetic, active temperament was always ready for hard work and the promotion of new enterprises. In 1866 he built a Starch mill in Jackson, and in 1869 removed thither, and. with his daughter Sophronia, established a store as N. T. Stillings & Co . His next work was the building of the Glen Ellis House , which was opened for guests in 1876. This is a solid structure located near the Ellis river. When Mr Stillings was asked why he put so much work into it, and did it so thoroughly, he answered that he was going to build it to stand as a monument to show that he was once on earth . In August, 1839, Mr Stillings married Patience Stanton , daughter of William and Patience Jenkins . She was born in New Durham. August 1817. Their children were: Sophronia , (married Silas M. Thompson, and had one child, Harry Alonzo, born in 1884), who inherits many of her father's characteristics; Alonzo (nee.); Emeline (Mrs .lames Nute. of Bartlett). Democratic in politics, and often serving as selectman in Bartlett and Jackson, Mr Stillings was recognized as a keen business man possessing rare good judgment. He had great perseverance, and when he started an enterprise he invariably carried it through. He was public-spirited and generous toward anything that appeared to him just and right, but was never a time-server, and could not nor would not fall in with every scheme presented to him. He was a captain in the militia and a good disciplinarian. A strong, rugged character, he was one whose personality was in keeping with his surroundings, and impressed himself upon all who knew him. He will not soon he forgot ten. and few have done more tor the benefit of the town. Source: "The History of Carroll County", 1889, Georgia Drew Merrill fire1879 Richard Gar stanton More Stillings Story Anchor 10 Anchor 11 Anchor 12 This picture shows Mountain Home when James and Emeline Nute owned it. (James with the beard and his son with suit and tie), perhaps Emeline sitting on porch) They operated a large farm extending westward to Silver Springs, Eastward to about where The Bartlett Inn is located today and Northward to the Saco River. The farm also included what was then "Silver Spring Cottage" just a tad to the east on the opposite side of the street. This was formerly a part of the Stillings lands. The Nutes sold the pictured building and land to Clifton and Lucille Garland about 1930. Looks so idyllic - but the reality was much different. Chubbuck chubb Levi Chubbuck Born in Abington, Plymouth, Massachusetts, on 15 Aug 1761 to Jonathan Chubbuck and Hannah Marble. Levi Chubbuck passed away on 16 Jan 1832 in Bartlett, Carroll County, New Hampshire. During the American Revolution he enlisted for a year in 1776 as a fifer, and then re-enlisted for a full three-year tour of duty. He was wounded in his left knee by a musket ball. He was discharged in 1780 at the ripe old age of 19, where after he moved to Bedford, NH, to be with the rest of his family. He applied for a pension but was denied. He apparently got married in Bedford and then moved to Bartlett, NH, where he spent the rest of his life. Between 1785 and 1809 he fathered 12 children, 8 girls, 4 boys. He served Bartlett on a Committee to locate and layout roads in1793. He died comparatively young, but left a large family. His sons Levi and Barnet settled in town, Levi occupying his father's homestead. Hannah married John Thompson, of Conway; Sally married John Carlton; Betsey married a Walker: Jane married David Carlton. Levi the younger married Ann Davis, and had children: Edwin: George; Mary A. ; Emeline (married Hon. (i. W. M. Pitman) ; Rhoda (married Tobias Dinsmore). Sources: Incidents in White Mountain history - by Rev. Benjamin G. Willey https://www.ancestry.com › genealogy › records › levi-chubbuck_91882748 "The History of Carroll County", 1889, Georgia Drew Merrill brooklyncentre.com › trees › getperson Bartlett NH - In the Valley of the Saco - Aileen Carroll - 1990 Lucy Crawford's History of the White Mountains - circa 1860 REPRESENTATIVE CITIZENS OF The State of New Hampshire • BOSTON - NEW ENGLAND HISTORICAL PUBLISHING COMPANY 15 COURT SQUARE 1902 REPRESENTATIVE CITIZENS OF The State of New Hampshire • BOSTON -NEW ENGLAND HISTORICAL PUBLISHING COMPANY 15 COURT SQUARE 1902 Captain Nicholas Tuttle Stillings is buried at the Jackson, NH cemetery Here is an interesting account of the 1834 Willey Slide and Rescue as told by Ebenezer Tasker, who was the son of a member of the rescue party. Names mentioned are Edward Melcher, Jonathan Rogers, Samuel Tuttle, Abram Allen, Samuel Stillings and Isaac Fall as members of the group. Reference to Judge Hall's Tavern and Tasker's 116 acre farm. This article was published in The New York Times, August 20, 1894. Here is a link to a PDF version of the story: New York Times Article NYTimes 1892 Map showing from town line at Harts Location to Chandler's Farm and another showing Center Bartlett and Jericho. Names indicate which family names from 100 years previous still had a presence in the town. You can see these high resolution maps in their entirety at the David Rumsey Map Collection here: Rumsey Maps Early Settlers Stillings - Garland - Chubbick Emery - Pitman Hall - Pendexter - Tasker - Seavey George - Gilly - Fox - Willey MapLowerB

Bartlett NH - Glen Junction area - 1952 aerial photo BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 Glen Area Upper Bartlett Glen Area Cooks Crossing Goodrich Falls Jericho Intervale Dundee West Side Road This picture was taken in the winter of 1952. If you live in Bartlett you probably drive through here everyday. Do you know where it is? Just to keep up the suspense, the answer is at the very bottom of this page. Everyone knows where The Red Parka Pub is located. Well, it wasn't always a pub. It started life as a General Store in the 1940's. Nancy Grant Bartlett shared this information: In 1952, the building that is now the Red Parka Pub was my parents' general store. In 1965, they built Grant's (on the hill), and Conway Supply (Bun Lucy) rented the "old store". A year later (I think - maybe it was two), my parents built the shopping center and Conway Supply moved there. At that time, my parents rented the building to Dottie and Rick Roderick, and they opened it as the Red Parka Pub. A couple of years later, the Rodericks moved back to Massachusetts. Dewey & Jean Mark and Al & Lois Nelson then leased it from my parents, and eventually Dewey and Jean purchased it. The rest, as they say, is history.... More trivia - the house where Jen Forman lived was the station agent's house, and my great-grandfather, Frank Burnell, was the station agent. After Papa (my great-grandfather) died, the house was sold. I don't remember who bought it originally, but it was sold again in the 60's and became Vien na Lodge. The Vienna Lodge sign is also in the Pub at the Parka. My house (since 1968) is just before that. Redparka One more 60 year old memory has come in from Roger Marcoux of Bartlett: "Straight ahead through that left door on the back wall was where The Rifleman rifles were (toy gun) when it was Grant's Store, ( I know, because I got one) and just in front of that on the right was the cooler with 16 ounce Jic-Jac soda for a dime, which was a pretty crazy deal since Cokes were a nickel in Bartlett, plus a 2 cent deposit unless you drank it there, but you only got 6-1/4 ounces, and Pepsi was a dime for 12 ounces. It was also Carroll County Hardware at one point, before they moved that to main street in North Conway on the right side of the entrance to Reporter Court. I helped my dad paint that building." Red Parka Pub - 1970 burnell Glen Train Station and Post Office. Mr Burnell is standing next to the porch. dated 1909 Nancy Grant Bartlett sent this photo: "Here is my great-grandfather, Frank Burnell . He was the station agent in Glen and lived in the red house next door to my house." kensCoffee Top of Page Redparka burnell kensCoffee sanbornsstore storyland Cannellphotos Boulder coveredbridgeshop roadkill Lock Shop Anchor 2 Anchor 3 sanbornsstore storyland Roy Sanborn's Store in Glen, N.H. It closed in the mid 1960's and became Gabby's Pub. It later became The Ross Family's Margarita Grill. They called it MargaritaVille until the folks who already trademarked the name complained. As of this writing it is the Margarita Grill Restaurant, Across the Street from Patch's Marketplace. (2022) Thanks to Robert Gerouard for this picture. Storyland in Glen was founded in the early 1950's by Bob Morrell. That's a whole story in itself, that I will get around to one of these days. I would suppose this little map is from the very beginning days. I recall once when my family went there in the mid 1950's and my older brother "Hap", w ho was about ten years old, was studying the old fire truck they had there and wondered why the siren didn't work. Being a mechanical sort of kid he noticed that it was simply that the battery was disconnected and within five minutes he had it all connected and had the siren wailing. The Storyland management was not impressed. They didn't throw us out though. I have a dedicated page for Storyland at this LINK . Cannellphotos Cannell's in Glen about 1935. At this time the highway ran about 600 feet south of its current location in the Jericho Road area. The Cannell's that most 2000 era folks remember was at the Intervale Scenic Vista. They moved there from Glen in 1937. They closed the business in 2022. This post card was sent in by Diane Lambert and is labeled Cannell's, Glen, N.H. The cars in this picture suggest a time frame in the 1920's. The mountains in the background are suggestive of the area around the Intervale scenic vista...but the Cannell's did not move there until 1937. I think a closer investigation will reveal this is a southwesterly view from their Glen location. Small Running Title Boulder This 1900 era photo shows the Bartlett Boulder suspended by four smaller boulders. It was once a very visible attraction but in recent years trees grew up and houses were built. It is now in the backyard of a house opposite the Glen Warehouse. (Allen Road) I don't know how they feel about folks traipsing about to search it out. There is no sign, so that might be a hint they hope you don't find it.... (just my guess) The Bartlett Boulder is a large glacial erratic. The exact date when the Bartlett Boulder came to its final resting spot is unknown, but it is generally believed to have been deposited in its current location by a glacier during the last Ice Age, which ended about 11,700 years ago. The Bartlett Boulder is made of Conway granite, which is found about 30 miles to the north. This suggests that the boulder was transported by a glacier from its source to its current location. Glaciers can transport boulders of this size over long distances, and the Bartlett Boulder is a testament to the power of these massive ice sheets. The movement of the Bartlett Boulder is generally attributed to the Wisconsin glaciation, which occurred between 85,000 and 11,000 years ago. During this period, glaciers covered much of North America, including New England, and left behind many glacial features, such as moraines, drumlins, and erratics like the Bartlett Boulder. coveredbridgeshop The first covered bridge photo is sometime in the 1950's. Next one shows it as "The Shop In The Bridge". It was purchased from the Government for $1.00 by Jules Cassenelli who opened it as a shop in 1968-69. Mr Cassenelli was also the Bartlett Postmaster and lived on Company Hill (Albany Ave) in the Village. He also operated the movie theatre in North Conway. As of 2022 this location is called "The Covered Bridge Shop" and is part of a Bed n Breakfast next door. The lower photo is the backside of the postcard, dated Sep 24, 1969. The Road Kill Cafe - 1992 Was located just west of the West Side Road intersection. This area was known for many years as "Frog Rock". The frog was recently moved a hundred yards west to Norman Head's property. roadkill Lock Shop Anchor 2 Anchor 3 The Lock Shop's background This item appeared in the Letters to the Editor of the Conway Daily Sun on September 10, 2009. — To the editor: I must correct some information in your article about Joe Thibodeau’s recent purchase of The Lock Shop [Conway Daily Sun Business section, Sept. 2, 2009]. My step-father, William Gimber, started The Lock Shop in North Conway. He owned the former gas station where the Connie Davis Watson park is now located. The garage was for gas sales and a mini-mart only. The service bay was where Bill originated The Lock Shop (that and his van). He ran it there until he purchased the location where Prompto Oil Change now is. You may remember there was a vacant retail space and a small laundromat. Bill then moved The Lock Shop to that location and ran it up until his passing in November 1975. There were two employees then, Doug Carr and John Stetson. Doug Carr, while a valuable employee, never owned either the business or the real estate. Doug and his wife Ruth, in their retirement, had built a house on Dundee Road a fter my father’s passing, I managed the business with the very capable help of Doug and John. Doug had already retired up here once and didn’t want to continue working any more. About that time, John started having some personal problems and the family decided it was time to sell. Mr. Charlie Albro had previously expressed some interest and we ended up negotiating a satisfactory agreement. He ran the business until he sold it to Bob and Maureen Day . Charlie Albro moved the business from North Conway to Conway when he purchased that mobile home park there in the rear and he subsequently sold to Bob Day. Don’t mean to be picky, but I hope this clarifies the situation for both you and Mr. Thibodeau. Again, Mr. Carr never owned the business. I still have some old Lock Shop memo pads with my father’s name on them. Norman J. Head Badger Realty LLC Jackson Upper Bartlett Glen Area Cooks Crossing Goodrich Falls Jericho Intervale Dundee West Side Road This item seems to be more about North Conway than Bartlett. It's included here because Bill Gimber owned The Woodshed in Glen. His Lock Shop van was often seen there.

Sawyer River Railroad History, Abandoned town of Livermore NH BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 Sawyer River Railroad at Livermore, NH Sawyer River Station at Junction of P&O Railroad: 1908 on the left and 1971 on the right. Livermore Menu Introduction Timeline 1865-1965 Forever Livermore Article Sawyer River Railroad Saunders Family Nicholas Norcross Shackfords Owners Howarth Card Collection Lumbering Practices Legal Problems Peter Crane Thesis Bits and Pieces Livermore Menu Introduction Timeline 1865-1965 Forever Livermore Article Sawyer River Railroad Saunders Family Nicholas Norcross Shackfords Owners Howarth Card Collection Lumbering Practices Legal Problems Peter Crane Thesis Bits and Pieces

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Mallett Oil fired railroad locomotives used by the Maine Central railroad. Scotty Mallett Bartlett, NH railroad historian BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 More Railroad Pages - Menu Top Right... Scotty Calls Them "Big Pigs" Actually, "Pigs" is not unique Scotty language. They were nicknamed " pigs" because the locomotives had to have 2 firemen shoveling coal from when they departed Bartlett until they arrived at Crawford Depot. These locomotives 1201-1204 were class x. Locomotives 1202 and 1203 were assigned as helpers out of Bartlett and the reason the turntable was removed...(they were too big to use it) and the Bartlett Wye was constructed. The Mallet locomotive is a type of articulated steam railway locomotive , invented by the Swiss engineer Anatole Mallet (1837–1919). The articulation was achieved by supporting the front of the locomotive on an extended Bissel truck . The compound steam system fed steam at boiler pressure to high-pressure cylinders driving the main set of wheels. The exhaust steam from these cylinders was fed into a low-pressure receiver and was then sent to low-pressure cylinders that powered the driving wheels on the swiveling bogie. Class X 2-6-6-2 Mallet Articulated locomotives “The Pigs” Written and researched by Scotty Mallett - Special thanks to Jerry Kelley In 1910 and 1911 the Maine Central Railroad purchased 4 large locomotives from the Boston and Maine Railroad . These locomotives were built in 1910 for use in the Hoosac Tunnel but became surplus when the tunnel became electrified in 1911. Numbered 1201-1204, The locomotives were “articulated” allowing to take the sharp turns of the “Mountain Division”. The 1202 was assigned to helper service out of Bartlett. The east end of the Wye in Bartlett was constructed, and the turntable removed and Stall 1 (Route 302 side) was lengthened to 105’ Upon arrival on the B&M 1201-1204 were fueled by coal and then converted to Bunker C oil which left a greasy film on fresh laundry and on houses. It also caused oil related fires which could only be extinguished by steam from another locomotive, so in 1912 all 4 Mallets (pronounced Mal lay) were converted by the Maine Central shops back to coal. From then on it took 2 firemen shoveling coal into the firebox constantly to create enough steam to power these giants. The crews of the Maine Central Railroad called them “pigs” as they ate so much coal. These locomotives were so large that 2 of them could not be run together as their combined weight was too much for some off the Trestles and Bridges and they also had a 20-mile an hour speed restriction on the entire Maine Central Railroad system. In 1917 at South Windham, Maine mallet # 1203 was involved in a head on collision with another train due to misunderstood train orders. 1203 was rebuilt and lasted in service longer than all the mallets. The 1201, 1202 and 1204 were scrapped in 1929 and the 1203 was scrapped January 15,1931. Here are some statistics: Length: 86 feet Height: (to top of stack) 14 feet 86 inches Weight: more than 200 tons - still under research Oil use: 10 gallons a mile Class details: Class Details HOOSAC TUNNEL The Mallett 1201. This engine was used to deliver groceries to the Mt Willard Section House, among other things. Photo courtesy Robert Giroud's Ray Evans collection

BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 The 1826 Willey Slide Sad to say, but the Willey Slide, more than any other single event, played a large part in bringing fame, and tourists, to the White Mountain area, MARCH 2025: A RARE FIND: We recently acquired a pamphlet telling the story of the Willey family disaster from the Clermont Historical Society in Florida . They found it in their collection, contacted the Bartlett Town Hall Selectmen’s office who contacted Phil Franklin of the Bartlett Historical Society and he contacted the Florida folks. We are very grateful that our counterparts in Clermont, Florida sought us out and sent this historically important document to BHS.. Anyway, it is a narrative written by Edward Melcher and published in 1880, when he was 83. Melcher was one of the twelve men who made their way to the Willey family site and recovered their bodies. This is the only first-hand account we have seen . In it, he adds another story of the Ebenezer Stillings family who were in the same flood from the storm that killed the Willey’s plus he adds some information from Mrs. Ethan Crawford’s book, “Guide and Historical Relics of the White Mountains. ” which tells of the tales of her husband Ethan Allen Crawford. READ THE PDF FILE CONSISTING OF 25 PAGES AT THIS LINK: This is a first-hand account of the twelve men who first made their way to the site of the disaster in 1826. He also adds another story of the Ebenezer Stillings family who were in the same flood from the storm that killed the Willey’s and some tales of Ethan Allen Crawford as told by his wife. Related reading at this website: "THE TALL TALES OF ETHAN ALLEN CRAWFORD , THE STILLINGS FAMILY OF UPPER BARTLETT THE WILLEY HOUSE Samuel Adams Drake's Trek Through Crawford Notch in the 1880's For two miles the gorge winds between these mountains to where it is apparently sealed up by a sheer mass of purple precipices lodged full in its throat. This is Mount Willard. The vast chasm glowed with the gorgeous colors of the foliage, even when a passing cloud obscured the sun. These general observations made, we cast our eyes down into the vale reposing at our feet. We had chosen for our point of view that to which Abel Crawford conducted Sir Charles Lyell in 1845. The scientist has made the avalanche bear witness to the glacier, precisely as one criminal is made to convict another under our laws. Five hundred feet below us was a little clearing, containing a hamlet of two or three houses. From this hamlet to the storm-crushed crags glistening on the summit of Mount Willey the track of an old avalanche was still distinguishable, though the birches and alders rooted among the debris threatened to obliterate it at no distant day. We descended by this still plain path to the houses at the foot of the mountain. One and the other are associated with the most tragic event connected with the history of the great Notch. We found two houses, a larger and smaller, fronting the road, neither of which merits a description; although evidence that it was visited by multitudes of curious pilgrims abounded on the walls of the unoccupied building. Since quite early in the century, this house was kept as an inn; and for a long time it was the only stopping-place between Abel Crawford’s below and Captain Rosebrook’s above—a distance of thirteen miles. Its situation, at the entrance of the great Notch, was advantageous to the public and to the landlord, but attended with a danger which seems not to have been sufficiently regarded, if indeed it caused successive inmates particular concern. This fatal security had a lamentable sequel. MOUNT WILLARD FROM WILLEY BROOK. In 1826 this house was occupied by Samuel Willey, his wife, five children, and two hired men. During the summer a drought of unusual severity dried the streams, and parched the thin soil of the neighboring mountains. On the evening of the 26th of June 1826, the family heard a heavy, rumbling noise, apparently proceeding from the mountain behind them. In terror and amazement they ran out of the house. They saw the mountain in motion. They saw an immense mass of earth and rock detach itself and move toward the valley, at first slowly, then with gathered and irresistible momentum. Rocks, trees, earth, were swooping down upon them from the heights in three destroying streams. The spectators stood rooted to the spot. Before they could recover their presence of mind the avalanche was upon them. One torrent crossed the road only ten rods from the house; another a little distance beyond; while the third and largest portion took a different direction. With great labor a way was made over the mass of rubbish for the road. The avalanche had shivered the largest trees, and borne rocks weighing many tons almost to the door of the lonely habitation. This awful warning passed unheeded. On the 28th of August 1826 , at dusk, a storm burst upon the mountains, and raged with indescribable fury throughout the night. The rain fell in sheets. Innumerable torrents suddenly broke forth on all sides, deluging the narrow valley, and bearing with them forests that had covered the mountains for ages. The swollen and turbid Saco rose over its banks, flooding the Intervales, and spreading destruction in its course. Two days afterward a traveler succeeded in forcing his way through the Notch. He found the Willey House standing uninjured in the midst of woeful desolation. A second avalanche, descended from Mount Willey during the storm, had buried the little vale beneath its ruins. The traveler, affrighted by the scene around him, pushed open the door. As he did so, a half-famished dog, sole inmate of the house, disputed his entrance with a mournful howl. He entered. The interior was silent and deserted. A candle burnt to the socket, the clothing of the inmates lying by their bedsides, testified to the haste with which this devoted family had fled. The death-like hush pervading the lonely cabin—these evidences of the horrible and untimely fate of the family—the appalling scene of wreck all around, froze the solitary intruder’s blood. In terror he, too, fled from the doomed dwelling. On arriving at Bartlett , the traveler reported what he had seen. Assistance was dispatched to the scene of disaster. The rescuers came too late to render aid to the living, but they found, and buried on the spot, the bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Willey, and the two hired men. The remaining children were never found. It was easily conjectured that the terrified family, alive at last to the appalling danger that menaced them, and feeling the solid earth tremble in the throes of the mountain, sought safety in flight. They only rushed to their doom. The discovery of the bodies showed but too plainly the manner of their death. They had been instantly swallowed up by the avalanche, which, in the inexplicable order of things visible in great calamities, divided behind the house, leaving the frail structure unharmed, while its inmates were hurried into eternity. For some time after the disaster a curse seemed to rest upon the old Notch House. No one would occupy it. Travelers shunned it. It remained untenanted, though open to all who might be driven to seek its inhospitable shelter, until the deep impression of horror which the fate of the Willey family inspired had, in a measure, effaced itself. The effects of the cataclysm were everywhere. For twenty-one miles, almost its entire length, the turnpike was demolished. Twenty-one of the twenty-three bridges were swept away. In some places the meadows were buried to the depth of several feet beneath sand, earth, and rocks; in others, heaps of great trees, which the torrent had torn up by the roots, barricaded the route. The mountains presented a ghastly spectacle. One single night sufficed to obliterate the work of centuries, to strip their summits bare of verdure, and to leave them with shreds of forest and patches of shrubbery hanging to their stark and naked sides. Thus their whole aspect was altered to an extent hardly to be realized to-day, though remarked with mingled wonder and dread long after the period of the convulsion. From the house our eyes naturally wandered to the mountain, where quarry men were pecking at its side like yellow-hammers at a dead sycamore. All at once a tremendous explosion was heard, and a stream of loosened earth and bowlders came rattling down the mountain. So unexpected was the sound, so startling its multiplied echo, it seemed as if the mountain had uttered a roar of rage and pain, which was taken up and repeated by the other mountains until the uproar became deafening. When the reverberation died away in the distance, we again heard the metallic click of the miners’ hammers chipping away at the gaunt ribs of Mount Willey. How does it happen that this catastrophe is still able to awaken the liveliest interest for the fate of the Willey family? Why is it that the oft-repeated tale seems ever new in the ears of sympathetic listeners? Our age is crowded with horrors, to which this seems trifling indeed. May we not attribute it to the influence which the actual scene exerts on the imagination? One must stand on the spot to comprehend ; must feel the mysterious terror to which all who come within the influence of the gorge submit. Here the annihilation of a family is but the legitimate expression of that feeling. It seems altogether natural to the place. The ravine might well be the sepulchre of a million human beings, instead of the grave of a single obscure family. SOURCE MATERIAL: THE HEART OF THE WHITE MOUNTAINS THEIR LEGEND AND SCENERY BY SAMUEL ADAMS DRAKE WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY W. HAMILTON GIBSON “Eyes loose: thoughts close” NEW YORK HARPER & BROTHERS. FRANKLIN SQUARE - 1882 FIRST HOUSE IN THE NOTCH. The Willey House is the oldest building erected in the Notch. This was built in the year 1793, by a Mr. Davis, to accommodate the unfortunate storm-bound traveler , who, from curiosity, or on business, might dare the dangers of this wild pass. Then a little grassy meadow stretched along the bank of the Saco; tall rock-maples, and a towering mountain barrier, rose in the background from this little home of the pilgrim. How like a cool shadow of a great rock was this retreat among the frowning crags ! But the thundering avalanche came, and, since August 28th, 1826, the spirit of desolation has brooded over that fated spot. How lonely there is the dirge of the high wind, as it sweeps down that solitary chasm; and the wail of the sunset breeze, with the loud requiem of the on-rushing hurricane, is most mournful, for human bones are there palled in an avalanche's ruins.' Source: Historical Relics of the White Mountains: Also , A Concise White Mountain Guide By John H. Spaulding 1862. Website Editor's note: The "Mr Davis" referred here may have been the father of Nathaniel Davis, who was the son in law of Abel and Hannah Crawford. Nathaniel Davis completed the Davis Path up Mt Crawford in 1845. NY Times Here is an interesting account of the 1834 Willey Slide and Rescue as told by Ebenezer Tasker, who was the son of a member of the rescue party. Names mentioned are Edward Melcher, Jonathan Rogers, Samuel Tuttle, Abram Allen, Samuel Stillings and Isaac Fall as members of the group. Reference to Judge Hall's Tavern and Tasker's 116 acre farm. This article was published in The New York Times, August 20, 1894. Here is a link to a PDF version of the story: New York Times Article The original Willey House as it appeared in 1866. In 1898 It was destroyed by fire. "The Ambitious Guest" is a short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne . First published in New-England Magazine in June of 1835 , it is better known for its publication in the second volume of Twice-Told Tales in 1835 . [edit ] Plot A man visits a family on a mountain side that is a famous stop for people who travel on the route. The family asks him to stay, then the mountain begins to tremble but the father reassure that the mountain won't go down, and he has a hideaway in the event that it does. The stranger gives them some advice and the mountain became to fall. They ran to the safe house but didn't make it. The snow never hit the house. Some people noticed that they were gone but nobody knew the stranger. The basis of the story is the Willey tragedy of Crawford Notch , New Hampshire . ambitious Sources: Incidents in White Mountain history - by Rev. Benjamin G. Willey https://www.ancestry.com › genealogy › records › levi-chubbuck_91882748 "The History of Carroll County", 1889, Georgia Drew Merrill brooklyncentre.com › trees › getperson Bartlett NH - In the Valley of the Saco - Aileen Carroll - 1990 Lucy Crawford's History of the White Mountains - circa 1860 REPRESENTATIVE CITIZENS OF The State of New Hampshire • BOSTON - NEW ENGLAND HISTORICAL PUBLISHING COMPANY 15 COURT SQUARE 1902

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Lady Blanche Murphy Lady Blanche Murphy A Notable Woman's Story Background Lady Blanche was the eldest daughter of the Earl of Gainsborough from Rutlandshire, England Born in March 1845 into a noble family with wealth and rank Her family name was Noel, belonging to one of Britain's proudest aristocratic families The Noel family had held the title since 1682 The Romance Met Thomas T. Murphy, who was hired as an organist in her father's private chapel at Exton Hall Lady Blanche, who had a sweet singing voice, would practice with Murphy after services They fell in love despite their social class differences Her father, the Earl, initially dismissed warnings about their relationship In March 1870, she eloped with Murphy "for dear love's sake" Life After Marriage The couple married in London before moving to America Her father disowned and disinherited her, forbidding her return In New York, she became known as a brilliant magazine contributor Father Hecker, a Catholic Priest, helped the couple, securing Murphy a position as organist in New Rochelle She wrote for various publications including The Galaxy and Catholic World Later settled in North Conway where they built a small house near Humphrey's Ledge Death Lady Blanche passed away in Portland Her funeral was held at the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception with Bishop Healey as celebrant She died just before her 36th birthday Her father, the Earl of Gainsborough, died a few months after her death, never recovering from the shock Her husband continued to live in their small house after her passing The article presents a romantic yet tragic story of a noblewoman who gave up her privileged life for love, adapting to a new life in America as a writer and common citizen. historic Marker pictures Bartlett New Hampshire's Author, Lady Blanche Elizabeth Mary Annunciata (Noel) Murphy (1845-1881) by Janice Brown on Fri 21 Jul 2006 Lady Blanche Elizabeth Mary Annunciata Noel was born 25 March 1845 at Exton Hall in England, daughter of Charles George Noel, 2nd Earl of Gainsborough and Lady Ida Harriet Augusta Hay, and godchild of Queen Victoria. She died 21 March 1881. She married 6 March 1870 to Thomas P. Murphy. Although one source says he was "an Irishman," Thomas Murphy was probably born about 1847 in England and died 11 Oct 1890 (the census states his parents were also born in England). As the story goes... Lady Blanche fell in love with a "commoner," Thomas Murphy, the organist for the church on her father's estate. One story states her father did not approve, but allowed the marriage to take place in their house. A second source states she eloped with him. At any rate, they did marry, and moved to the United States, settling in a "cottage" in Bartlett, New Hampshire. This cottage is located on the east side of West Road, about three miles north of its intersection with Route 203 (in Conway NH), and one half mile north of the Conway-Bartlett town line. He taught music at the Kearsarge School for Boys, nearby in North Conway. (Another source states he was an organist in a local church. Perhaps he did both). Lady Blanche was a writer who contributed short stories, many of them travel logs, to various publications including "Harper's," "The Atlantic Monthly," "The Galaxy," and "Catholic World." Reportedly she also furnished sketches of her travels to "Lippincott's Magazine." They did not appear to have any children. Apparently either this love story between a grand lady and a commoner, or Lady Blanche's unique writing ability (or both) was sufficient for the location of their "cottage" in Bartlett New Hampshire to gain a New Hampshire "historic" marker (number 109). INFO FROM MAIN ARTICLE IN THE COW HAMPSHIRE BLOG. -Ancestry of Lady Blanche (Noel) Murphy- -Lady Blanche- -Brief Biography of Lady Blanche Murphy- -New Hampshire Historic Sign: Lady Blanche House- -"A Day at Pisa" by Lady Blanche Murphy- -Lady Blanche Murphy Stories - Cornell University Library- -GoogleBooks: The National Cyclopaedia of American Biography--Blanche Elizabeth Mary Annunciata Noel Murphy- 1880 UNITED STATES CENSUS 1880 United States Federal Census > New Hampshire > Carroll > Conway > District 16 Murphy, Thomas P. W M 33 Music Teacher England England England [b abt 1847] Murphy, Blanche W F 32 wife Keeping House England England Keywords: writer, woman, New Hampshire, New, Hampshire Posted to: Main Page New Hampshire Women N.H. Historical Markers Mountain Ear Article February 2011: Bartlett Historical Society Presents…Dick Goff and the Lady Blanche House by Rachael Brown Norman Head of the Bartlett Historical Society and Dick Goff, present owner of the Lady Blanche House, stand in the newly renovated kitchen, but still in keeping with the originality of the house February 03, 2011 The Lady Blanche House has captured the attention of many for over 200 years. So much so, in front of the house, there is a New Hampshire historical marker commemorating its namesake Lady Blanche Elizabeth Mary Annunciata Noel and the English commoner Thomas Murphy whom she married. Lady Blanche bought the home in 1890. Since then there have been another 21 owners. The present owner is Fryeburg native and local business owner, Dick Goff. Norman Head of the Bartlett Historical Society ran into Goff at Patch's Market in Glen one day and asked if he'd be interested in telling the history of the house and the Lady Blanche story. Goff agreed and here's what he had to say. "This is my home that I share with Glen Heath. She and I had been talking about this house for four years before purchasing," says Goff. Goff purchased the house in the spring of 2006. The home sits on 32 acres on West Side Road at the foot of Humphrey's Ledge with an open field and the Saco River as its backyard. The view is so spectacular that a photo viewing the house from the river through the trees looking at Humphrey's Ledge won the photo contest in the 1893 Chicago World's Fair, says Goff. It's not only the view that attracted Goff and Heath, it is the rich history, the story of who built the house, owned the house and the young couple who only lived there for a short time. "Glen and I would look at each other and say; 'Though Lady Blanche only lived here for 11 months her tentacles reached to Boston, Providence and New York,'" says Goff. Lady Blanche was born to the Earl and Countess of Gainsborough in 1845; English nobility. Living in the lap of luxury at the time, her father built a chapel on their estate and hired a young Irishmen, Thomas Murphy, to serve as the organist. As the story goes, the pretty, talented, woman of her convictions, Lady Blanche, fell in love with the handsome commoner. The two eloped and set sail for America, Lady Blanche never to see her family again. "Lady Blanche came to this country traveling in the steerage compartment of a ship. She had a lot of grit. She and Murphy bummed around New York. They had no money and hadn't eaten for 24 hours. She sold her earrings for a loaf of bread and said it was the best meal she ever had," explains Goff. The couple found themselves to North Conway through a clergyman they knew. Murphy was hired to teach music and French at the Kearsarge Schools for Boys. Goff says the school was located near where TD Bank is in North Conway. "She (Lady Blanche) loved it here. She would walk to Artist Falls. Even though she was disinherited from her family, her mother's sister left her some money and with that she purchased what is now the Lady Blanche House," says Goff. The home was originally called the Ledge Farm. "She was a good writer and fell in love with the country," says Goff. Their time here was short-lived. Lady Blanche only lived in the house less than one year until her death at 36 years of age. Murphy continued to stay here after she died. He kept the farm but he went to a boarding house in North Conway. He then found his way to Boston where he died and is buried at Calvary Cemetery. When Lady Blanche bought the farm, the house was already 90 years old," says Goff. Goff continues; "Samuel Willey built the house in 1790." Willey moved somewhere in Bartlett in 1825. Editors note: Samuel moved to the Willey House location in 1825. Here's that story. It was Wiley's family that was caught in the landslide that occurred at the site of the Willey House in Crawford Notch in 1826. Goff says the Lady Blanche House then went to a Mr. Thompson and then others with mostly English sounding names. The Wyatt (of the Wyatt House in North Conway) family was the 18th owner. Goff purchased the house from the last owner Gaylord R. Briley. Days of researching divulged deeds and ownership information. "Glen spent three or four days at the library and the registry in Ossipee. She actually got stuck in the year 1840," says Goff. In 1839, Carroll County was part of Grafton County. Grafton was later tri-sected including Coos and Carroll. At times it was difficult to research because the language back then was different, says Goff. Heath had to spend time in Lancaster to learn about the early history. "We didn't leave any stone unturned. You really have to know what you are talking about or you'll get caught," says Goff. Goff and Heath aren't leaving any stone unturned when it comes to renovating their home. "The house was in disrepair and tired when we moved in," says Goff. He tells about the orange shag carpet and the lilac tub and flush. "I couldn't give those away," he says laughing. After two and a half to three years of renovation, the downstairs is just about finished. All 45 windows in the house were replaced. There is a new roof. The floors were badly slanted, they put up a steal beam to lift the house, says Goff. A new foundation was poured for the side porch. The orange shag carpet is gone and hardwood floors have been brought back to life. Of course the lilac tub and flush are history replaced with colors of the times. The kitchen was gutted and a cook stove added that helps heat the area. Goff and Heath have worked to keep the house original. "When we renovated we tried not too alter," says Heath. Goff tells about the paneling in the great room. The light colored wood had turned a dirty dark brown from years of neglect. "We put on face masks and gloves. We took each and every panel down, marking them all and stripped in a lye mixture to bring them back to life," says Goff. The panels are now a rich tawny color and back to their original state. Goff and Heath love the house. "I love living here," says Goff. "I have always loved old houses and knew about the mystique a surrounding this house. It is really nice that someone local can buy this and keep it in the family," he adds. February 2014: I just acquired this article from the December 8, 1883 issue of The Kennebec Reporter Newspaper in Gardiner Maine. It's an article written by A.A. Smith and gives a delightful account of the life of Lady Blanche Murphy who went from Aristocrat to Pauper in pursuit of her ideals. It is in PDF format. Read it Here Thursday June 23rd, 2011 was the Lady Blanche open house by invitation to the Bartlett & Jackson Historical Societies. There were somewhere in the range of 45 +/- people there, Dick & Glen had prepared a very nice table of goodies for everyone. T his article by Norman Head I did a short intro and brief explanation on the history of Lady Blanche for the benefit of those who were unaware of the actual history and then Dick led a tour of the house and gave more detailed history. With the exception of Dick & Glen, there were only about 7 people from Bartlett there and all the rest were from Jackson. Realizing that any date could have a conflict with people’s work or personal schedules and the weather was not the best, it’s a shame that we couldn’t have a larger representation of people from Bartlett, since this treasure lies in our very own town. Everyone raved about the house and its history and all the Jackson folks kept remarking how appreciative they were to be invited and how nice it was that the two societies were working so well together. So it was a feather in all of our caps. I have been conversing, via e-mail, with a couple of ladies (Annette Oliver and more recently Meryl Hart) who are members of the Exton, Rutland History Group. Exton Village is in the Exton Parish Council in Rutland County, Leicestershire in England where Exton Hall is located, which was the childhood home of Lady Blanche and is the present home of the Earl and Lady of Gainsborough. Ref: Exton and Horn Parish Council The current Earl is the sixth Earl and Lady Blanche’s father was the second Earl of Gainsborough, so here we are four generations later discussing the same family. The family used to own the entire village and all the houses in it, which were occupied by employees or tenants of the Earl. The family has, over the years, sold off some of their holdings, but still own a number of properties (incl Exton Hall, a mammoth castle) and about 6,000 acres of land. They also have other holdings in the UK. The Harts happened to be visiting relatives here in the U S and inquired about the possibility of her seeing the Lady Blanche house. The owners, Richard Goff and Glenora Heath, were delighted to hear of Mrs. Hart’s impending visit and on June 24th, we gladly welcomed Meryl Hart, her husband Paul and their son and daughter-in-law Jonathan & Ellen and their three children for a personal tour of the Lady Blanche house. Mrs. Hart is affiliated with the Exton, Rutland History Group. Her mission in that group is working on their Graveyard Survey, which is similar to a cemetery mapping and indexing project here. We all had a lovely visit and exchanged stories about Lady Blanche and Thomas Murphy, their elopement and arrival in the United States and then their difficult travels that finally brought them to North Conway and Bartlett. The Harts regaled us with stories about their classic English village with its thatched cottages and the history of Lady Blanche’s family. The house that the Harts live in in Exton was built in the 16th century ! Mrs. Hart told us that the history group’s first Graveyard Survey was done for the Protestant cemetery and they did such a great job that Lady Gainsborough asked them if they would do a similar project for the Catholic cemetery, which they gladly accepted. This is where, in the process of their research, they came across the name Lady Blanche, daughter of the Second Earl of Gainsborough. Once their intrigue set in, they started researching on the internet, googled Lady Blanche, found their way to the Bartlett Historical Society website and their timing was perfect as we had just completed our program on Lady Blanche. Of course, we have to brag here a little bit and give kudos to our webmaster, Dave Eliason, who made the website so easy to navigate and the information so interesting. Good job Dave ! One of the stories that Mrs. Hart shared with us was that after doing their work on the Catholic cemetery and discovering all the information about Lady Blanche, she received a very rare invitation from Lady Gainsborough to come to Exton Hall. While there, she took them into the family crypt and showed them the caskets of Lady Blanche and her parents. The rest, as they say, is history. Just think; all this history, a connection between two small villages on different continents, a visit from a European historian, an invite to visit their village and a very rare invitation to meet the Earl and Lady of Gainsborough---all because a local bought a house of historic significance and a small historical society thought it would be a good idea to do a program on it. We should all be very proud and pleased. We have a number of pictures and I audio taped as much as I could. I will get this on a CD. Written by: Norman Head Norman Article SECTION A - GAINSBOROUGH FAMILY MEMORIALS - Lady Blanche final resting location 1883 Newspaper MtEar Article final resting area Exton Hall, the home where she grew up and the Lady Blanche Murphy House where she lived with Thomas Murphy 1895 photo BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812

BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 preface hotels Share Hotels - Inns - Cabins - Boarding - a brief preface Upper Village Area Intervale Area Glen Area Historic Lodging Map Aside from the railroad, tourism may have been Bartlett's second largest industry. We have identified about 75 historical lodging establishments, although there are probably a few more that have been forgotten over the years. Many of the names are for the same buildings during different time periods. The various Inns and Lodgings are broken down into three separate sections as shown in the links below: As with everything else in this website, WE WELCOME YOUR INPUT for updates, corrections, additions or whatever else. Simply click the orange circle. We would like to hear from you ! Many of the lodging places shown in the list below can be found on the historic map included. You can access it by clicking the blue box link below: Historic Lodging Map 1. Bartlett House (the) 1856-1892 2. Beechwood (the) 1977-present Red Apple Inn 3 Bellhurst 4. Bellevue (Intervale) 5. Bide-a-Wee 1920-1941 6. Broadview (Intervale 1924) 7. Cannells Camps 8. Castner’s Camps 1930-1950? 9. Cave Mountain House (the) 1890-1905 10. Cedarcroft 1892-1953 11. Centre Bartlett House Joseph Mead 12. Charlie’s Cabins 1930-1960 13. Cole’s Camps 1935-Present Better Life Cabins 14. Comstock Inn 15. Country Squire Motor Lodge 1966-present Crystal Hills Lodge and Ski Dorm 16. Dunrovin’ 1910-1945 17. East Branch House 1810-1898 18. Elmcrest 1930-1940 19. Elmwood Inn 20. Elms (the) 21. Emerson Inn - burned in 1948 22. Fairview Cottage 1854- 23. Forest (the) 24. Forest Inn 25. Fosscroft 1928-1950 (replaced the Langdon House 26. Garland (the) 1905- 27. Gateway, the 1890-1990 The Target/Abenaki 28. Glendennings Camps 1932- 29. Glenwood by the Saco 30. Goodrich Falls Cabins 31. Hampshire House 32. Headlands, the (intervale) 33. Howard (the) 1912-1989 34. Intervale House, the 1860- 35. Linderhoff Motor Lodge 1966-1995 36. Lone Maple Cottage 1930-1960 37. Langdon House 1880 - 38. Maple Cottage 1920-1950 39. Maple Dale Cottage 1928-1959 40. Maple Villa 41. Meadowbrook 1945-Present Wills Inn 42. Mt Surprise Cottage (Kearsarge) 43. Mountain Home Cabins 1931-present 44. Mountain Rest 1809-present New England Inn 45. Norland Cottage 46. North Colony Motel 1974-present 47. Obed Halls Tavern 48. Old Fieldhouse, the 1964-present 49. Pequawket House 1854 50. Perry's Rest 1934-present 51. Pines (the) 1925-Present Bartlett Country Inn 52. Pine Cottage 53. Pitman Hall 1905-mid1930's 54. Pleasant Valley Hall 1893-present 55 Red Apple Inn 56. Riverside 57. Roselawn 1910-1926 58. Saco River Cabins 1935-1992 Forbes 59. Silver Springs Cottage 1900- 60. Silver Springs Tavern 1930-1990 61 Sky Valley Motel 1950-present 62. Spruce Knoll Tea Room & Cabins 63. Stilphen’s Farm 1810- 64. Sweets Farm Inn 1920-1938 65. Swiss Chalets 1965 - present 66. Target, the (later the Abenaki) 67. Tasker Cottage 68. Thompson’s Inn 1918-1990 Chippanock 69. Titus Browns Inn 1810 70. Upper Bartlett House 1854- 71. Villager, the 1972-present 72. Wayside Inn of Sam Stillings 73. William Whites Tavern 74. Willow Cottage Inn 1910-1925 75. Woodbine Cottage 76. Woodshed (the) Fosey's Roadhouse 1920-1971 The saga of hotels, inns and taverns is integral to the history of New Hampshire’s White Mountains. Early settlers were quick to realize the potential value of offering lodging to teamsters, explorers and naturalists. As the region’s fame spread, businessmen and prosperous farmers began to visit the mountains. When travel to the “Crystal Hills” became easier, the area blossomed into a playground for the well-to-do. Before the era of railroads and big hotels accommodations were somewhat limited. There were many small taverns where wayward travelers and stage coaches stopped. One of such Bartlett's earliest establishments, that still exists, is the Mountain Home Cabins. The current Mountain Home Cabins originated in the early 19th century, probably as a stage stop. It was originally part of the Stillings family land and when the 10th Mountain Highway was established they operated a toll booth just a tad west of this location. It later became the property of James and Emeline Nute They sold the business to Clifton and Lucille Garland. The cabins were built two per year starting in 1931. In the 1920's, before the cabins, it operated as a campground. Cabins being a seasonal operation allowed Lucille to be a school teacher i n Bartlett and Clifton tended milking cows and delivered milk . The property continues to be operated by Clifton's grand children who also operate Bear Notch Ski Touring Company from the site as well as cabin rentals. Source Material from "The Latchstring Was Always Out" by Aileen Carroll, 1994 The establishments we know of are divided by which parts of town they were located in. Choose from the links shown below: Upper Village Area Intervale Area Glen Area As early as the mid 1800's entrepreneurs even endeavored to place hotels atop mountains. There were more than one. This one was atop Mount Washington. It burned in 1870, was rebuilt and burned again in 1908. Upper Village Area Intervale Area Glen Area Historic Lodging Map

BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 E East Branch House and picture (Intervale 1880's) GO Eastern Slope Signal Newspapers from the 1960's GO Eastern Slope Ski Club (ESSC) GO Eastman, Opal, Over the River Letter - 1950 description GO Edaville - reference to on 1957 postcard GO Eisner, Judi - 1965 drawing- GO Eliason, Alan & Libby at Sky Valley GO Eliason, Alan - 1921-2013 - obit GO Eliason, Carl - Wisconsin, Patents first snowmobile GO Eliason, Dave - Interview - Life in Bartlett GO Eliason, Dave - Historical Society Website Editor GO Elkins Grant - To Become Livermore GO Elliot, MattGO Ellis River Cabins, Goodrich Falls Area - photos GO Elmcrest Inn, the GO Elmwood Inn, the GO Emerson Inn - pic GO Emerson, Robert - Obit GO Emery, Enoch & Humphry - family story GO Emery, Homer - purchases Livermore School house GO English Jack Off-Site-Link_AMC Outdoors GO Eudy, Ephraim - Leonards brother GO Eudy, Leonard M - Doctors Cemetery Location GO Eudy, Leonard M - His Life and Times and his picture... 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schools at Bartlett NH 1800 to 2010 BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 Schools In Bartlett. Page 2 Schools Page 1 Schools Page 2 Share Kaharl Our School District didn't hire slouchers. Check the credentials of Mr Kaharl who taught in Bartlett in the 1890's. CLASS OF 1899 Bowdoin: Edgar Alonzo Kaharl, son of Edgar Morton and Annie Clark (Lawrence) Kaharl, was born 23 Dec., 1870, at Newton, Mass. He prepared for college at Phillips-Exeter Academy and entered Harvard in the fall of 1889, where he remained for two years. For the next six years he was engaged in teaching at Conway and Bartlett, N. H., and at Fryeburg Academy. He entered Bowdoin as a Junior and received the degree of A.B. in 1899. At Bowdoin he was a member of the Alpha Delta Phi Fraternity, received an English Composition prize and an honorary Commencement Appointment, and at graduation was elected to the Phi Beta Kappa society. He at once returned to the profession of teaching which was to be his life work, and took up the duties of principal of the high school at Hanover, N.H . Here he remained for three years, when he went to the Portland High School , as instructor in Latin. After another three years he accepted the principal ship of the Brunswick High School , where he continued till 1911, giving the strength of his best years to educating the youth of his college town. In 1911 he resigned from the Brunswick school and went to Germany, where he spent a year as exchange teacher in English at the Oberrealschule, in Wiesbaden. Returning to America he became principal of the Harrington normal training school in New Bedford, Mass ., and in 1914 of the Fifth Street school in the same city, where he was at the time of his death, which occurred, 25 Aug., 1916, at his home in New Bedford, of angina pectoris, after an attack of acute indigestion. Mr. Kaharl was a Mason. He married, 22 Jan., 1910, at New Bedford, Mass., Carolyn M., daughter of Samuel Adams and Martha (Shaler) Atwood, who survives him without children. Thank you to Mikell Chandler for providing the details surrounding this 1958 photo and for naming most of the individuals. "It was not Halloween, it was Christmas. Our pageant that year was at the Odd Fellows Hall because of work on the schools in preparation for the new school. This was the first and second grade, taught by Lucille Garland. I know the kids in hats were reindeer and elves, but I have no idea what the rest of us were (myself included). I know we did a skit and played Christmas songs with our rhythm instruments (rhythm sticks, triangles, bells, and Michael Washburn played the drum. I remember that because Mrs. Garland asked "Michael" to play the drum and I heard "Mikell" and was very excited. It was not me, however, as she told me that "Girls didn't play the drums." I was heartbroken. It was my first experience with sexism...from a woman I adored. In photo: (front row) Michael Washburn, Dougie Eliason, Frank Trecarten, Steven Bellerose, Dean Creps, Buster Burke, Billy Bergeron (second row) Marilyn Clemons, Maureen Marcoux, Linda Burke, Cynthia Lee Garland, Lorraine Judd??, Dianne Dudley, Cathy Ainsworth (third row) Patty Kennedy, Mikell Chandler, David Kennedy, Mary Jane Davis, David Eliason, Ralph Clemons, Tony Schultz . pageant 1909 This school group photo from 1909 was sent in by Rick Garon who got it from his Grandpa's (Adalbert and Olive Garon) scrap book. Olive's maiden name was Drown and a headstone bearing that name is located in the Hill Cemetery . Rick says his grandma Olive is in the photo somewhere. The Junior Ski Program: 1939 - present Schools Page 1 Schools Page 2 JrSki In the winter of 1936, about the time that Carroll Reed was planning for his ski school, local notables including Dr. Harold Shedd, Noel Wellman and Chuck Emerson formed the Eastern Slope Ski Club to promote the area as a skiing destination, and to ensure that all local youths would be exposed to the new and growing sport. In the winter of 1939 the club started their Junior Program that allowed all local children to obtain ski equipment and take ski lessons; that program continues to serve all elementary school students in the Bartlett - Conway - area today. The photo below is early 1960's: Photo Location: Bartlett Elementary School - Bartlett Village - The program was held at The Cranmore Skimobile. Roger Marcoux recalls that his instructor at Cranmore was Peter Pinkham. Roger has now been an instructor for 20 years as of 2013, Eds note: That's called "Giving back what you got". Back row: Ray Kelley, Malcolm Tibbetts, Dave Eliason, Mikell Chandler, Johnny Head, Peggy Howard, Mary-Jane Davis, Roger Clemons, not sure of the last four. Next row down: Ed Luken, Wanda Abbott, John Nysted, Jay Nealley, ?, ?, Bobby Grant,not sure of the rest 3rd row down: Sumner Nysted, Ruth Russell, Jane Garland, Diane Dudley, Karen Haley,Rose Haley, Cindy Garland,?Maureen Marcoux? 4th row down: Frank Trecarten, Buster Burke, Evan Nysted, Ricky Tibbetts, Jerry Burke, ? , Ralph Clemons, Theresa Lemire 5th row down; David Ainsworth, ??, Joey Garland, Roger Marcoux, Doug Garland, Michael Grigel, Christine Cool, Doug Eliason 6th row down: Karen Grant, Connie Dudley, Jane Trecarten, Kathy Howard, Dwight Garland, Clifton Garland, Allen Eastman. Let us know who the others are if you know: Tell us here photo above courtesy of Alan Eliason Bartlett 8th Grade Class in the mid 1950's. Names Include Sanborn, Chappee, Way, Jefferson, Drew, Clemons, Hodgkins, Hill, Chandler. photo courtesy Maureen Hussey 8thGrade Schools Page 1 Schools Page 2

BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 Share Cemeteries Our Collections JESS DAVIS is a professional cemetery restorer. She provided research to locate the Bartlett Cemeteries. She also offers factual advice about restoring faded and damaged stones. Her information is on the next page. Jess Davis The lists of our Collections are admittedly out of date. When we open the doors to our museum, we plan to have updated lists documenting all of the items below and maybe more. We are also exploring ways to make these lists interactive or searchable versus the static lists we currently show. Again with the museum, we plan to have these lists updatable in real time so you will always have the latest discoveries at your fingertips. Thank you for your patience. Bartlett Cemeteries The Doctor's Cemetery River Street and Cobb Farm Road. Take River St. north from 302 and turn west onto Cobb Farm Road. Near this intersection, on the north side, is the Mt. Langdon trailhead. Park and walk a few yards up the trail to the fenced grave site for Dr. Eudy. Dundee Cemetery East side of Dundee Road, 2 mi north of its intersection with 16A. Take Dundee Road north from 16A for 2 mi. Cemetery is on a lane off the east side of the road, next to a white cape. This cemetery is partially in Jackson. Garland Ridge Cemetery (AKA Bartlett Village Cemetery) North side of 302, 2 mi east of Bartlett Take 302 east out from the center of Bartlett about 2 miles. The large cemetery is easily visible on the north side, before the railroad crossing. Glen Cemetery (AKA Bartlett Town Cemetery) North side of 302, 0.75 mi west of Glen. From the intersection of 16 in Glen, take 302 west for 0.75 mi. The large cemetery is easily visible on the north side. Hill Cemetery West side of West Side Road, 2 mi east of 302. From 302, take West Side Road northeast for almost exactly 2 mi. On the inside of a curve to the south, there is an old driveway with the remnants of a structure next to it. There is also a small cellar hole across the road, but few safe places to park. Walk south along the old driveway, which stays up on the ridge as the road drops down. The cemetery is a few hundred yards away, surrounded by granite posts. Intervale Cemetery West side of 16A, 0.5 mi north of its lower intersection with 16 in Intervale. From 16 in Intervale, turn onto 16A and drive north for 0.5 mi. The large cemetery is easily visible on the west side. Old Catholic Cemetery Yates Farm Road Take River St. north from 302 and turn east onto Yates Farm Road. Follow the road ~0.4mi (past the last house and halfway into a meadow). Head due north into the woods ~0.1mi. There are a few stones standing and many grave depressions, but GPS will be necessary for location. Private property--obtain permission from the Garlands at the last house. Rogers Cemetery Yates Farm Road Take River St. north from 302 and turn east onto Yates Farm Road. Follow the road ~0.7mi (past the last house, through a meadow, and almost to the second meadow). The cemetery is just inside the woods to the north. Private property--obtain permission from the Garlands at the last house. St. Joseph's Cemetery South side of 302, 1.5 mi east of Bartlett. Take 302 east out from the center of Bartlett about 1.5 mi. The large cemetery is easily visible on the south side. Stillings-Towle Cemetery (AKA Nute's Hill) North side 302 just west of Bartlett. From the center of Bartlett, drive west past the post office, over the railroad tracks and ~0.2mi further. The cemetery is to the north in the side yard of the garage, surrounded by granite walls and trees. Other Cemeteries Near Bartlett Glidden Field Cemetery (AKA Parker-Cobb Cemetery or Sawyer's River Cemetery) I n Hart's Location. North side of 302 about 1/4 mile west of Bartlett. Drive 3.6mi west on 302 from Bartlett center. Park at a small dirt drive. Follow the drive over the tracks then veer right onto an old road (stone walls) that parallels the tracks and heads southeast. The cemetery is on the east side of the old road, about 300 yards from the start. It is overgrown but surrounded by granite posts. (SEE ADDITIONAL DETAILS AT BOTTOM OF THIS PAGE.) Moulton Cemetery (AKA Cobb Farm Cemetery) In Hart's Location. North side of Cobb Farm Road. Park where Cobb Farm Road crosses the railroad tracks at Raccoon Run Road. Walk east on the tracks 0.1 mi. The small cemetery will be visible in the woods on the north side of the tracks. There is a cellar hole nearby and what appears to be remnants of an old road. Dinsmore Cemetery In North Conway. Just south of the Intervale Scenic Vista, behind the 1785 Inn. Drive behind the 1785 Inn and follow the road (Balcony Seat View) to its end at a house. The cemetery is visible in the yard. PEOPLE: An extensive list of names in our Genealogical Data Base (we have information on some, yet no information on others). (March 2016) The list is PDF format List of People From Bartlett Send Us a Message SHELF LIST Books, census data and printed materials we have in our collection. Send us an e mail to arrange to look at any of these items. It may take a day or two to get back to you. The list is PDF format Books in our Collection BURIALS LISTED BY CEMETERY OR BY NAME: A resource for locating graves in Bartlett cemeteries. Our list is by no means a complete record and does NOT include all the names of all folks in the cemeteries but you just might find the name you are seeking. (March 2016) Burials Listed by Cemetery Burials Listed by Name OBITUARIES WE HAVE LOCATED: OBITUARIES OBJECTS Physical items we have in our collection. (March 2016) Send us an e mail to arrange to look at any of these items. It may take a day or two to get back to you. The list is PDF format Physical Items & Objects ARCHIVES Diaries, articles, clippings, genealogical information, brochures and phamlets we have in our collection. Send us an e mail to arrange to look at any of these items. It may take a day or two to get back to you. The list is PDF format Archives - Documents If you have any historical items that you would like added to our collection please contact one of the Directors; or email us. Moulton Cem Jess Davis The Moulton Cemetery contains just one monument, notably that of John Moulton 10/31/1845 - 14yrs10mo - Son of Abner & Nancy B Moulton and Samuel E. Moulton 10/30/1845 - 16yrs9mo - Son of Abner & Nancy B Moulton. The two brothers most likely died of one of the common contagious diseases of the time. Possibly small-pox since victims of that illness were often buried alone, isolated from others. Their sister, Susan, married Benjamin Stillings and is buried in the nearby Stillings-Towle Cemetery, which is well-documented on Find-A-Grave. She died 01/12/1876 - 49 yrs, 3 mos. Moulton was her maiden name. According to a link from her page to her father’s, Abner Moulton is buried in Vermont, so most likely the family moved there at a later time. Thanks to Jess Davis for expanding on our information and to Angela Huertas for sparking the original interest. Cobb Cem Details of Parker/Cobb cemetery provided by Mike Eisner. (January 2022 This information was found on a Facebook site, "Crawford Notch & Environs History Group") In reviewing the past posts, I noticed a few posts about the Cobb Cemetery aka Glidden Field Cemetery. I am very familiar with this cemetery. The people buried there are my uncle’s ancestors. There hasn’t been a lot published concerning the Parker and Cobb families. They are important families for Hart’s Location and Bartlett as their history in the area goes back prior to 1830. In the late 1970s and early 1980’s, my extended family use to get together and hike up to railroad tracks to the cemetery. It was usually my grandmother, my mother and all us kids (cousins). The expedition was always led by my Aunt Judi. She led the group because she knew where the cemetery was. Back in those days it wasn’t so easy to find. I will never forget going there. To me it was deep in the woods. It was dark even if it was sunny. Surprisingly I never found it creepy. It was always peaceful. I remember the big trees all around. There were no weeds, just some moss. We would take stone rubbings and clear up fallen branches. All the stones were standing. We loved looking and reading the names. Sometimes there were two names; Hiram Parker and Hiram Parker as well as Phebe Cobb and Phebe Cobb. Hiram and Hiram were father and son while Phebe and Phebe were mother and daughter. I think I asked this same question every year “why are there two sets of graves with the same name?” For years we made the journey to the cemetery. As we got older and started our own lives, we stopped caring for the important graves. Some of the family, mainly my cousin and I, still go there every year to see what’s going on. I don’t live nearby so I visit when I can. I do know that other relatives visit very yearly, when they are in the area. For a while we could not see the cemetery because of all the ferns and underbrush that grew up after some trees were cut down. I know that some nice people went in and took care of it. They erected the main stone, etc. I’m glad someone cared enough to save what was remaining. Sadly most of the stones have fallen and were in bad shape. Time certainly was not a friend here. Here is everything you might need to know about those buried at the cemetery. It follows below. I have also included a map that shows who lived where in the basic Cobb Farm Road area up to Sawyers in 1861. In 1870 the land near the cemetery was valued at $2000 and owned by E Cobb. Think of E Cobb as near where the Cobb Farmhouse is currently. H Parker is Hiram Parker Sr. Treasurer of Harts Location. If you notice the homestead is near the Cobb Cemetery’s location. This may be the cellar hole people have mentioned. P Moulton is Perkins Moulton L Moulton is Levi Moulton Behind where my grandparents house was are the graves of two of the Moulton children. A story for another day. Oddly enough there’s a F Cobb - Freeman Cobb that lives near E Cobb but not on this map. Phebe Cobb Born 10/3/1827 Died 8/1/1850 - 22 years Sister of John O. Cobb (lived at the Cobb Farm and is responsible for annexing his land from Hart’s Location to Bartlett) Sarah Cobb Born 1830 Died 9/18/1853 - 23 years Sister of John O. Cobb Hattie M. Glidden Born 1/13/1873 Died 2/4/1873 (not 2/1/1873) - 18 days John Glidden - father Harriette Parker - mother Flora A. Glidden Born 11/5/1875 Died 1/29/1876 - 2 months John Glidden - father Harriette Parker - mother Flora died of a bad cold. Hattie and Flora’s mother was: Harriette Parker She died in child birth on 1/27/1877 in Hart’s Location. Harriette is Hiram and Martha’s daughter. Hattie and Flora’s father was: John Glidden was from Gardner, Maine. He remarried after Harriette’s death. Phebe Haley Cobb Born 2/20/1802 Died 10/25/1875 Mother of John O. Cobb Died of paralysis Ephraim Cobb Born 7/17/1798 Died 10/5/1882 Father of John O. Cobb Hart’s Location toll collector “Unknown” Hiram Parker Sr. Born 1805 Died 1/10/1892 Father of Harriette Parker Glidden Hart’s Location Treasurer and clerk of marriage and deaths Married twice: 1. Martha Jones and 2. Dorcus Patch Martha Jones Parker Born 1808 Died 8/13/1877 Wife of Hiram Parker Sr. Hiram Parker This is Hiram Parker Jr. Son of Hiram and Martha Parker Brother of Harriette Parker Glidden Born 1842 Died after March 1883 I hope you found this information interesting. Please let me know any further info if you have any. There are a lot of connections between the Parkers, Cobbs, Stillings, Higgins and more. Too much for one post. Jess Davis of Bartlett has been instrumental in compiling this list of Bartlett Cemeteries and taking a personal interest in their well-being. She has been restoring gravestones and whole cemeteries for about 15 years. As a middle school teacher, she has led over a dozen field trips to clean, repair and reset gravestones in Indiana Maine and New Hampshire cemeteries. She is more than happy to edit or transfer memorials--just ask! Visit her websites below: Contact Jess:jessdavis314@yahoo.com or Website: 2019 Websitehttp://www.rootsweb.com/~.. . https://brownfieldcemeteries.com/home/brownfield-maine-cemeteries/ CemeteryList JessDavis The Cemeteries In Bartlett or Nearby Leonard Eudy (right) and Ephraim Eudy (left) about 1863 Dr Leonard M. Eudy SOURCE: History of the Fifteenth Regiment, New Hampshire Volunteers, pg 214 1862-1863 By Charles McGregor History of the New Hampshire Surgeons in the War of the Rebellion, by Conn Granville Priest Dr Leonard M. Eudy was born in Bethlehem, New Hampshire on January 8, 1843. He attended the Bethlehem school system through grade 12. At the age of nineteen, in September of 1862, he enlisted in Company C 15th Regiment of New Hampshire Volunteers as a private along with his brother, Ephraim, age 25 and his older brother, William David Eudy, who enlisted on the same day as Leonard. In December of 1862 Pvt Leonard Eudy boarded the steamer ship Cambria at Brooklyn New York. Ephraim was left behind due to illness, but caught up with the Regiment later. So far I have found no further reference to William's military service, but he returned to Littleton after serving for 15 months, also in Co. C. His occupation is listed as a farmer, married Maria Woodbury on December 31, 1870, The Cambria embarked on a twenty-six day cruise from Brooklyn, around Key West and finally ending up in Carrollton Louisiana (New Orleans). In Carrolton on January 18, Sunday. a cold, east wind was blowing a gale. Charles B. Ela, Company C, was accidentally shot in thigh, and died soon after amputation. Ela was the tallest man of Company C, and received his wound at the hand of the shortest man of the company, Leonard M. Eudy. They were just relieved from guard, and in a playful mood Ela took on the point of his bayonet a hollow soup bone that lay there, which Eudy undertook to knock off in a jocular way, when his gun discharged its contents into Ela's thigh, completely shattering the bones. Eudy was called the "bantam". He was a mere schoolboy at the time of this sad accident, and his sensitive nature was so deeply shocked that he never recovered from its effects. After a month at Carrollton Eudy's Company took up residence at Camp Parapet about a mile upstream from current day New Orleans. Life at this camp was described as monotony at its finest. This was not to last as Company "C" spent the next six months of 1863 fighting in the swamps of Louisiana. They were a part of The Siege of Port Hudson and early in the Civil War the control of the Mississippee was of major importance to both the North and the South. It's ultimate control by the Northern forces was a critical part of winning the war. Company C had the dubious distinction of suffering the highest number of deaths of all the Companies in the Regiment. Of the 71 original members 30 died, only 4 from battle related injuries, the rest from illness. Both Leonard and Ephraim were mustered out of service in August 1863. Early in 1865 Leonard commenced his medical education at Harvard University under the direction of Drs. Charles Tuttle and Henry Watson. In 1870 Leonard began his medical practice in Littleton and moved to Bartlett in 1871. While practicing in Bartlett in 1877 an epidemic of small pox broke out in a lumber camp. Eudy assumed charge of the camp and established a pest house. Within a few months Eudy himself contracted the disease and died at the age of 34 on November 28, 1877. His grave site is a solitary grave at the base of Cave Mountain, surrounded by a black iron fence. His marker plaque was replaced by a preservation committee led by Roger Marcoux in the late 1990's. The Doctor's Cemetery at the base of Cave Mountain. It was not unusual at the time for those who died from smallpox to be buried far away from others. Leonard Eudy's simple stone. Hard to read so you will have to visit in person to read it. Eudy

Historic Inns, Lodges, Hotels and Motels in Bartlett NH BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 Share Lodgings in the upper village area - Page 2 Village Area Lodging Page 1 Village Area Lodging Page 3 Upper Village Area Intervale Area Glen Area Historic Lodging Map Silver Springs Tavern and Cabins : The building pictured here in 1944 burned and was replaced with the existing building. This property once belonged to GK Howard, then Howard and Sadie Lowd who sold it to C.I. Pendelton. In the late 1940s it was owned by Henry Mead . Eventually Emil Hanson rented it and in 1971 Clinton Burke bought the business. Later Jerry and Dora English managed it. In 1976 the Schoen family took over and operated it as a popular campground until their retirement in about 2000. The building has been unused since then and the campground closed.. This photo dated 1938 This was called The Forest Inn located in Bartlett Village on the corner of Forest Ave and Rte 302.. In 1890 Frank George sold the land and probably the existing building to Clementine Lawlis. She operated it as an Inn until her death in the mid 1950's, Clementine left the property to her only survivor, Hazel Amadon, who lived near Portland Maine. Hazel sold the property in 1955 to R.G. Hazelton but it is not known how he utilized the property but he resold it to Leland Walsh in 1958. Leland Walsh was a 1st cousin to Sonny and Robert Pettengill. He was the son of their Father's Sister Ester who lived in VT. In 1967 the property was sold to Edmund and Ruth Pettengill and it remains with their descendants now (2020). Frank George probably acquired the property between 1860 and 1885 as part of many transactions in which he purchased more than a thousand acres of land in the Bartlett area from Parker, Stillings, Rogers, Towle and Hall to name just a few. For some period of time in the 1930's Silver Springs was called Howard's Camp . These Photos are titled "Howard's Camp" and dated 1930 on the back. It is recognizable as the later named Henry Mead's Silver Springs Campground. Today (2019) you will find it as an un-named building about a half mile east of the Harts Location Town Line. The building shown here was destroyed by fire and re-built. The once famed Sawyer's Rock is just around the corner on the left. It has been mostly blasted away to widen the road. Historic Lodging Map Hotels Lodging Page 1 Continue to page 2 Continue to page 3 Forest HowardsHenrys Glendenning Glendennings Cabins were owned and operated by Ray Glendenning in the 1930's. Each of the ten cabins was just large enough for a bed and a burea. They were located just east of the Bartlett Town Ball Field. There are just two of these buildings still standing, one of which was recently repaired and resided. The Pines is today's Bartlett Inn . This photo is from about 1915. The building dates from about 1885 and was originally the private residence of "Big Jim" Donahue who was also a familiar name in the lumbering operations at Livermore . As Livermore came to an end, by 1925 the Donahue's were catering to tourists and called their Inn The Pines. The Donahue's also operated a store in the Village (Later Mallett's). The Pines also had the only tennis courts in town. During the 1930's the Donahue's were doing so well they added more units, in the form of cottages. In the 1940's the property was purchased and operated by Claire and Paul Birnkammer who remained for thirty years when in 1970 they sold to Barbara Stone , followed by Don and Chere Meegan , followed by Mark Dindorf in 1985. Pines The Gateway Cottages, later The Target, then The Abenaki Motel. These have been connected to be one structure and still exist next door to the Bartlett Village Ball Park (Blackfly Field).These were operational from the 1930's to the 1990s. The main Inn building dates back to 1890 and was operated as The Gateway, by the Sweet family. The cottages were added in the 1930's. In 1961 the property was purchased by Doug Williams and Stuart & Anna Walker, all of Canadian background. In 1963 Mr. Williams became the sole owner. In 1971 he changed the name from Target to Abenaki. The three original cabins were joined with three new units being added, making a six unit motel. There were four cottages behind the main building. The main Inn burned sometime during the 2010's and the "motel" has been unused. Picture Below is The Gateway, 1940's. In 1961 it became The Target and in 1963 was renamed The Abenaki. Description at left. gateway Abenaki Target The Gateway Office Sign - not dated It appears to be lit by a kerosene lantern.. Historic Lodging Map Hotels Lodging Page 1 Continue to page 2 Continue to page 3 skyValley Sky Valley Motor Court: In 1945 Alan & Libby Eliason came to Bartlett from Chestertown, Maryland, where Alan operated a professional photographic studio. Alan and Libby intended the cottage business to be a summer only endeavor so he could keep himself busy while he escaped his allergies, ‘hay fever.’ In 1946, Alan and Libby purchased the property from Orin Cook and established Sky Valley Motor Court on the former French Farm about one mile east of Bartlett Village. A brief history of the Sky Valley property. This property was a part of the 1793 farm of Obed Hall , one of Bartlett's first pioneers. A part of it was also known as The Timothy George Farm. In 1898 Ida Hall (a descendant of Obed) sold a part of the property to Edgar Stevens, who at that time was the proprietor of the Cave Mountain House in the Village. In 1921 Edgar Stevens’ heirs (Don and Blanche Hobbs and James and Bertha Cook ) sold the property to Orin A. Cook . Orin operated a farm and an inn known as Maple Dale Cottage. By the 1950's Maple Dale Cottage was operated by Andrew and Anna-Marie Arendt , who came to Bartlett from Germany shortly before the beginning of WW II. Andrew was a meticulous flower and vegetable gardener and the area that is now the parking lot of the Penguin Ski Club was once filled with flowers and shrubs of all varieties. The Arendts are both buried in the Catholic Cemetery just down the street, (see headstone picture below) and Maple Dale Cottage became the Penguin Ski Club in the mid 1960's. Another 88 acre section of Obed Hall's Farm, later known as the Maybury lot , passed from a John T. Wentworth to Nathan French in 1855. That section remained in the French family until 1908 when it passed on to Lavinia Maybury by will. Lavinia sold the property to Orin Cook in 1918. It's interesting that when the Eliasons were looking for property to buy, they almost purchased the abandoned property then known as the Stilphen Farm , today's Storybook Inn , but the superb mountain vistas from the French farm swayed the decision, even though Stilphen's was a better location. Alan said most of his business decisions were often made for the wrong reasons, but personal preferences usually ruled over business sense. Not a bad credo. Sky Valley first consisted of nine cabins that were popular at the time. By 1955 ten modern motel units were added, along with the first swimming pool in the area. Since there were very few eating establishments in the immediate area at that time, Alan and Libby also built and operated "The Poolside Restaurant " on the property, along with a gift shop added about 1958. Many folks in the Village worked at Sky Valley at one time or another. Lillian Sanborn made all the pastries and desserts for the restaurant, and her daughters, Evelyn and Ellen , along with the daughters of farmer Harry Rogers , (Rogers’ Crossing) and Harry's niece Betty Jackson, were among the housekeepers. Lillian’s son Henry ran what may have been the first trash collection business in Bartlett. Alan’s son, David , remembers the big old truck loading up all the trash, with separate containers for anything suitable to feed the pigs Henry kept. Donna Ward worked at Sky Valley for at least ten years, first tending to Eliason's children and later on the front desk. The "summer only idea" did not last - by 1956. With full backing from their children, Alan and Libby moved the family from Chestertown permanently to Bartlett, although the business did not open for winter guests until the early 1970's. To supplement his income, Alan became a real estate broker first working with Wimpy Thurston , who briefly owned a store in the Village at that time. Alan was later associated with Leland Realty in the development of Tyrol Ski Slopes , and later with Country Squire Realty in North Conway along with Ellsworth Russell, who was a prominent citizen of Eaton. Alan continued to operate the business until 1968 when it was sold to Mr. John Chase . However, by 1971 Alan was once more the owner when Chase defaulted on the mortgage. About this time Alan's son, David, was in college and helped out in the business as time permitted. In 1975 Alan retired from Sky Valley and David agreed to take over the operation full time, with a one year contract. Forty four years later Dave and his siblings sold the property to Little Angels Service Dogs, owned by Kyler and Darlene Drew of Intervale. Dave was one of the longest serving innkeepers in the Mt. Washington Valley! Most hotel/motel operators have enough sense to "move along" after ten or fifteen years...or less. Dave is also your humble Bartlett Historical Society Web site editor. Alan returned to Maryland permanently in 2008, where he died at the same house where he was born in 1921. 1948 front sign on Route 302 These type of cottages were very popular in the 1950's and 1960's. As with all things, their popularity declined in the 1970's and many similar operations were no longer viable. Sky Valley kept up with the times with a series of renovations until the mid 2010's when many businesses could not compete with the influx of chain hotels and condominiums in the area. In 2019 the business was sold to Little Angels Service Dogs operated by Josh Drew with his parents Darlene and Kyler . If you grew up in Bartlett from the mid 1950's through the mid 1980's you probably learned to swim at the Sky Valley Pool with Red Cross Swimming Instructors. Sky Valley operated for about 70 years from the late 1940's until 2019. Eliason obed timothy IdaHall edgarstevens coles November 2019: The old restaurant building above (on the left) and all the little cabins were demolished to make way for a new campground being constructed by Dick Goff. (The cabin on the left remains as of April 2021). Coles Cabins and Coles Restaurant were operated by Henry and Sadie Cole beginning about 1935. It is said that Sadie had quite a temper and one needed to be alert for fry pans flying around. Lewis Mead purchased the cabins and restaurant in 1955 and the bigger house in the background is where Lewis and Sandra Mead live. Lewis died in 2008. You can see the gas pumps that, in 1935, were in the driveway of the main house. The pumps were later moved eastward to the front of the cabin office. The cabins and restaurant building later became A Better Life Cabins although they never used the restaurant building. Their office was in a smallish building in front of the cabins, which doubled as a convenience store. In the 1960's Winston Marcoux operated the store for a year or two. As of this writing (2020) the restaurant and cabins have been demolished to make way for a new campground being built by Dick Goff of West Side Road in Bartlett. Pictured below are the Cole's in 1924 on a berry picking expedition. cole Mead Better Life Winston The Dunrovin Inn was originally the private Residence of GK Howard and before he opened the Howard Hotel he had taken in travellers at this location. Eventually he sold the building to Elizabeth and John OConnell. They operated it as an Inn until 1945. The postcard below, with a postmark of 1948, states the owners as George and Hazel Bennett of Jackson. The building now serves as the Brettl-hupfers ski club. Click on the image for a large size, and click on the postcard back side to read the message dated August 1948. Photo postcard courtesy Michael Bannon. dunrovin John Whyte's Villager Motel is located about a mile east of the Village. It was built in the 1960's. Mr Whyte operated it for a number of years before selling to Mr. & Mrs Zerveskes. They added about 15 more units on the right side of this picture. The Zerveskes lasted about 15 years before retiring to Florida in the 1990's. There have been a few other owners in the meantime and it is still operational today (2019). Editors note: My memory is a bit foggy on these details. Please send any corrections to me using the contact form. Thank you, JohnWhytes Contact CRAWFORD NOTCH POSTCARD DATED 1913 on the back side. Probable location is about a half mile west of where Silver Springs Campground was located. We are looking east and Sawyers Rock is around the bend on the right side. This card scanned from the collection of Michael Bannon. Upper Village Area Intervale Area Glen Area Historic Lodging Map OMISSIONS - ERRORS - MISTAKES - JUST PLAIN LIES? PLEASE TELL US: Contact Historic Lodging Map Upper Village Hotels Lodging Page 1 Upper Village Lodging Page 2 Upper Village Lodging Page 3

History of the West side Road area bartlett, nh Drown Family - Pitmans Arch - Pendexter BARTLETT HISTORIC SOCIETY PO Box 514 - 13 School St. Bartlett, NH 03812 West Side Road WestSideRd The West Side Road begins in Glen, passes through what is known as Cooks Crossing, past Dick Plusch's "Goat Farm". Then down the hill and around the bend to what was once known as Hilltown. It follows the bank of the Saco River, then past the historic Lady Blanche House and continuing along past the Lucy Farm and on into North Conway.. The "Goat Farm" was owned in the early to mid 1900s by Severo Mallet-Prevost. Calista Allan and her second husband, Tom Allan, took care of the Goat Farm when the Mallet-Prevosts were away (they were summer residents). Upper Bartlett Glen Area Cooks Crossing Goodrich Falls Jericho Intervale Dundee West Side Road Rick Garon ‎ sent us this information about his Great Great Grandmother who lived on the West Side Road in the 1850's. His description below: "Don't know if this means anything, but these are picture of my great great grandmother, Mary Abigail Cook Drown, born in Porter, Maine in 1830 to William Cook and Abigail Bickford. She was the wife of Samuel William Drown. She died in 1923. One picture was taken of the house on West Side Road. Don't know who the child is. possibly my grandmother who was born in 1902. But there were other children of that age in the family at that time. Notice her house on the maps that you posted." Drown A bit fuzzy but readable (maybe) if you put on your specs. Olive Drown 1909 Mary Abigail and husband, Sam, are buried in the Hilltown Cemetery on West Side Road. Sam's headstone is readable while Mary's is probably one that has faded away. See the details of Lady Blanch at THIS PAGE Blanche The Hilltown area on the West Side Road remains only in memories. There are still one or two cellar holes to be seen and a couple of houses probably of a later vintage. The Hilltown Cemetery is a spot you drive by frequently but difficult to find. It is on the West Side Road, on the right about two miles from the Bartlett end. Look for sharp corner just before the road goes down hill to the river. There's a driveway with a bamboo patch and faint remains of an old house foundation. (Very dangerous driveway to exit...visibility very poor. May be advisable to park somewhere else nearby and walk back to the driveway). We have a few pictures taken at the Hilltown Cemetery a few years ago that can be seen at this link. HILLTOWN CEMETERY We bet you have never heard of the 1936 Hilltown Landslide on West Side Road. Resident Eugene Hill was killed. SLIDE "History Repeats Itself. Slide at Willey House - Crawford Notch, NH". SEE MORE SLIDE PICTURES EASTMAN Recalling the great killer slide of March 1936 Slide killed watchmaker Eugene Hill 73 years ago this month Tom Eastman - March 28, 2009 BARTLETT — Spring floods are nothing new, but the one that hit the North Country in March 1936 wreaked more havoc than usual and ended up killing West Side Road resident Eugene Hill in the area of Bartlett known as Hilltown. Local historian Dan Noel, who has been battling cancer, recently forwarded The Conway Daily Sun a telling of the tragic tale by an eyewitness who traveled to the devastated site after the slide that caused Hill's death the morning of March 12, 1936. He believes the eyewitness account may have been written by the late Buster Parker, of Bartlett. Other information was gleaned by looking at microfilm of the March 12 and March 19 editions of the now defunct Reporter newspaper of North Conway in the Henney History Room of the Conway Public Library, as well as interviewing Brian Hill of Lower Bartlett, nephew of Eugene Hill, a watchmaker who lived alone when the fatal disaster struck. On a gloriously sunny first day of spring on Friday afternoon, March 20, West Side Road resident and town father Chet Lucy took time out from his maple sugaring operation to show a reporter exactly where the slide happened farther north up the road 73 years ago in the Hilltown enclave of Hill family members. “My father [Arthur O. Lucy], was involved in the story, as he was part of the rescue effort,” said the still winter-bearded Lucy, a former Conway selectman whose family Conway roots go back some 250 years. “I was born in 1926, so I was 9 years old at the time, and it was quite a thing.” We drove north past the Lady Blanche House, around a bend in the road, and down to the flat area below Pitman's Arch to a section across from the Saco River and the home of Chuck Kalil the heart of the former Hilltown area. To our left on the west side of the road were two houses, a barn and a trellis at the base of a cliff. “Just like the Willey Slide that you know about [in Crawford Notch in August 1826], the slide came down over there and divided, leaving the Colson house standing where that white house is now,” said Lucy, who, like Noel, is a lover and keeper of local history. The river flooded the road but it was the slide that came into Eugene Hill's house and killed him, according to accounts from that era. “The road used to be lower than it is now. The state built it higher,” said Lucy, wearing his wool green and black plaid spring-chores jacket. The following account of the slide was reported in the Thursday, March 19, 1936 issue of The Reporter, a week after the March 12 disaster: “Though flood damage in northern Carroll County has been light compared with that in other parts of New England, this locality was mentioned in headlines and broadcasts through the tragic death of Eugene Hill and the dramatic rescue of several survivors of the slides at Hilltown, on the West Side Road from North Conway to Bartlett. "Last Thursday morning at about 8 o'clock, slides of snow and ice crashed against the northwest corner of the home of Eugene Hill, ripping out the corner of the house and burying its owner, who lived there alone, under several feet of ice and debris. A similar slide tore out a part of the lower floor of the second house to the north, belonging to Nathan Hill, carrying Mrs. Sarah Seavey, 83, Mr. Hill's housekeeper, across the road and burying her up to the armpits in snow, ice and wreckage.” The Reporter account verified Chet Lucy's recollection that the slide divided around one of the homes, just as the August 1826 slide in Crawford Notch had divided around the Willey homesite in that famous White Mountain disaster: “As freakish as most disasters,” noted the Reporter, “the house between the two, occupied by Webster Colson, was undamaged. Mr. Colson, together with his wife, son and daughter, at once started for Bartlett for help, and reached there after considerable difficulty, due to parts of the road that were submerged. Rescue parties finally started for the scene of the disaster. the first truck was from Main Street Garage, North Conway, and included Henry Thompson, Myron Hanson, Dr. McDonald, a selectman from Bartlett, and others. James Waldron, forestry superintendent of the Saco River CCC Camp at Glen, was in Bartlett at the time, and followed close behind with two trucks and his crew of about 20 boys. The North Conway truck was unable to reach Hilltown, but the two higher CCC trucks, after considerable difficulty, were able to reach the scene of the disaster where they found Mrs. Walker, daughter of Mrs. Seavey, trying to extricate her with a small coal shovel. Seavey was removed from the wreckage and, after receiving temporary treatment from Dr. G. Harold Shedd (of ski bone doctor fame when skiing took hold in the region), and two nurses from Memorial Hospital (Gladys Carter and Doris Haley), she was taken by stretcher and boat to the home of Arthur Lucy, along with Nathan Hill and Mrs. Walker, who were uninjured.” The following day, Sarah Seavey was taken to Memorial Hospital as a precaution. Nathan Hill, meanwhile, 94, was returned to the Lucy's home for two weeks until the waters subsided. Dan Noel, who first brought the tale of the disaster to the Sun's attention, provided a copy of a letter written by an unidentified first-hand witness and participant of the rescue effort. “I came across the letter the other day. I don't recall how I came across it to begin with, but I thought it made for an interesting story that you might want to use,” said Noel, a lifelong collector of White Mountain history and professional photographer whose clients in the past included Yield House and Cranmore Mountain. Arriving at the scene on foot after much difficulty driving on West Side Road in the flood waters, the witness gave the following account: “We immediately went to the residence of Gene Hill where we found the house completely filled with ice clear to the rafters. We all started digging in the ice and we first found the arm of Gene which held the stove poker, evidently had just filled the stove when it happened. We dug the body out of the ice.” The eyewitness went on to say that Hill was a jeweler, and that they found watches strewn across the area. “As each one was tagged,” he wrote, “they were put in a pail and taken to Fred Hanscom, town clerk of Bartlett.” The Reporter added a paragraph or two, adding to the mystery of whatever happened to Eugene Hill's belongings: “Mr. Hill, a watchmaker by trade, had been partially crippled for the past 20 years, and had lived alone since the death of his mother a few years ago. Soon after the disaster, several watches and other articles of jewelry, were recovered from the ruins. Relatives, however, voiced their suspicions that he also had a box containing money and this was finally found on Saturday after considerable search by Harold Hill of Kearsarge and turned over to Bartlett officials for safekeeping.” On their departure, the party encountered Dr. Shedd, Ms. Carter and Ms. Haley. “Both nurses [were] carried across the brook by Walter Lock of Glen, and Dr. Shedd was in the process of being carried across on Walter's back. Walter accidentally stubbed his toe and, both got a ‘Yankee Dunking.' When we arrived back to the Rocky Branch Bridge and crossed it, the bridge dropped into the stream at once [behind the rescuers, Dr. Shedd and nurses Carter and Haley]. The following day the road was [plowed] out by the Bartlett town tractor.” Meanwhile, according to Henry Hatch, who was another rescuer, “Arthur Lucy took Ellsworth Russell and Cedric Colbath with him from Conway Supply Co. R.F. Harmon was also in the party who went to Hill Town [sic] and I believe were the ones or part of the crew that dug Mr. Hill out of the debris. I believe they took Eugene Hill out by canoe to the road at Lady Blanche House and then by various means, got to Conway and back by East Side Road to Furber Funeral Home.” The funeral home was operated by Arthur Furber, and was located behind what most recently was D.J.'s Bedding and Outlet and which for a number of years served as Brothers II, across from the Up Country . Chester Lucy remembers that part of the tale. He said his father, Arthur O. Lucy, co-founder in 1933 of Conway Supply , and others transported the body by rowboat and then truck to Smith-Allard Farm on the West Side. There, they met Furber, who transported the body across the river on the bridge and to the funeral home. “My father told my mother Irene to call Arthur he didn't have to say his last name [Furber]; she knew who he was talking about and let him know that they were coming by canoe. Arthur didn't catch on exactly what she was talking about at first, so my father said, ‘Just tell him we're coming and to meet us at the railroad bridge!’ Eventually she got Arthur to understand that my father was bringing some cargo ... a body!” said Lucy this week. Nathan Hill, meanwhile, couldn't go back to his home during the high waters, so he spent two weeks with the Lucy family in their home, a house that was lost to fire in 1942. “In Conway Village,” wrote Janet Hounsell in her book, “Conway, New Hampshire 1785-1997,” “The main damage was loss of water. Friday and Saturday [after the Thursday flood] there was no mail in or out, and residents of Oak Street left home for higher ground. Thursday night, houses near the Saco River Bridge were evacuated. Cellars were flooded and Thursday the water pipes where they cross the Swift River ruptured, so the village was without water except for rainwater.” Hounsell added further information on Arthur Lucy's role. “When Arthur Lucy, of the Conway Supply Co., learned there'd been an avalanche at Humphrey's Ledge, he took three millworkers and started off to help with the rescue work. By auto, boat and snowshoes the crew reached the spot. They worked until the body of the victim was located. Lucy brought the remains by boat and toboggan to Conway.” The Reporter's March 19, 1936 account said that due to the high rains, "The East Branch Bridge in Intervale (today's Route 16A in the days before what is today's Route 16 was built) was menaced by high water, the West Side Road was impassable and the flood caused a washout in a fill near the Lady Blanche House and in spite of temporary repairs, it subsequently washed out completely. "The Lady Blanche house is isolated. There is now no means of getting to Bartlett. The village of Conway is now practically surrounded by water, and various low spots are flooded, including the athletic field and the ground in front of the B&M station." Another flood hit the following week just as The Reporter was going to press on March 19, 1936 proving that spring and floods are constant companions in the valley of the Saco. Photo Below on West Side Road near Hilltown HILL Eugene SEE MORE SLIDE PICTURES ARCH Pitman's arch on west side road OCTOBER 1885: A cavern has been accidentally discovered in Humphrey’s ledge a few miles from North Conway, which is attracting much attention. It has an entrance 20 feet wide and 12 feet high, and is located in what has been heretofore considered an almost inaccessible section. The cutting off of a heavy timber growth resulted in the finding of it. Those who have examined it say that in wildness and picturesqueness it is far superior to the celebrated cave at “Cathedral” ledge in the immediate vicinity. The cavern has been named “Pitman’s Arch,” in honor of Lycurgus Pitman of North Conway. Lycurgus Pitman (1848-1908) — of Conway, Carroll County, N.H. Born in Bartlett, Carroll County, N.H., April 9, 1848. Republican. Member of New Hampshire state senate 2nd District, 1887-88; alternate delegate to Republican National Convention from New Hampshire, 1904. Died in Carroll County, N.H., November 11, 1908 (age 60 years, 216 days). Relatives: Son of George Winthrop Maston Pitman and Emeline (Chubbuck) Pitman (1822-1889); brother of William Pitman (1855-1940); married to Lizzie I. Merrill (1852-1891); nephew of Joseph Pitman (1823-1908); grandson of Joseph Pitman (1788-1875). Political family: Pitman family of New Hampshire. About 1890 Lycurgis undertook the building of a road to the area above the arch at great expense to himself. The road was extremely steep and its exact location is unknown as of this writing. More information about the Pitman family in Intervale can be found at this link. This 1909 picture shows a foot bridge that crossed the Saco River in the vicinity of Humphry's Ledge on the West Side Road. It was a popular short-cut for folks staying at the Hotels in Intervale for access to Cathedral Ledge, Echo Lake and Pitman's Arch. This editor assumes it must have been replaced every year after high water. Click TOP picture for large size. Saco River and West Side Road. Looking South near Hilltown. You can find this same spot today. A popular swimming spot. Click Picture for a larger view. Footbridge More West Side Road coming later Anchor 3

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Historic Lodging - Intervale Pg 5 Hite o Land Camps - later Castner's Camps Intervale Page 1 Intervale Page 2 Intervale Page 3 Intervale Page 4 Intervale Page 5 hite o land castners Castner's Hite O Land Cabins. These photos (above) from 1920 show the cabins and Route 16 looking East. Later the Restaurant building was added and the name simplified to Castner's Camps. In those days this area was "The Charles Farm". In the 1940's the camps and restaurant burned, but were rebuilt. In the early 1950's the cabins were torn down or removed to other locations and the restaurant building remained in various uses until 2012. It was torn down and replaced with a ski shop in 2012 and a Dunkin Donuts now occupies the space just to the east of this photograph. charlesFarm Castner's closed in the 1960's as the travelling public demanded more upscale accommodations. This trend continued in the 1970's, 80's, and by the 1990's these type of cabins were completely gone as a business model. Since Castner's Closed the site was home to Animal Forest Park, Don Galvin Shoes, The Magic Castle operated out of a tent on the site. Dick Plusch had his first antiques Store here in 1971 and more recently, Boarder Patrol Ski Shop. As of 2013 there is now a Dunkin Donuts at the eastern end of this property. Most recently the main building was demolished and is now home to another ski shop. Cedarcroft Benjamin Pitman's residence Benjamin Pitman's residence built 1800. Ben's son, John, inherited the house in 1848, never married and at his death left the house to a Mr. Howard, the handyman. In 1890 Mr. Howard sold to Uriah Ballard Russell and his wife Ann. By 1892 they were operating it as an Inn, and so it remained until 1953. The next owner was Uriah's son, Thomas C. Russell. The Russell's sold the property in 2014. Photo courtesy Tommy Russell cedarcroft Elmwood Inn The Elmwood Inn and the Intervale Inn Formerly the Solomon Pendexter House, The Elmwood Inn was managed by William and Elizabeth Wyman . They also operated a farm on the property. This postcard dates to about 1900 . The Elmwood was (is) located just across the road from todays scenic vista and east of yesteryears Langdon Hotel. Elmwood was purchased by the Cannell family in 1938 and renamed The Intervale Inn. John Cannell was a youngster at that time and he and his dad would meet the ski trains in North Conway every Friday night to pick up guests. In 1948 most of the Inn was destroyed by fire, but what did not burn is still there today . I have been told if you go into the basement of this building the scars of the fire are still visible. John Cannell has been known to give public talks about his memories of old time lodging in Intervale. To "get your bearings", if you drive west, out of North Conway, this building is across the street from the Scenic Vista just before the railroad crossing. Intervale Inn The Elmwood Becomes The Intervale Inn: The Elmwood was purchased by the Cannell family in 1938 and renamed The Intervale Inn. In 2014 Stephanie Cannell Mullins told this editor: "This is the Intervale Inn, which my grandparents, Ray and Lydia Cannell owned and operated. It burned to the ground on my father, John Cannell's 18th birthday on Feb. 2, 1948. The building next door is now JT Realty. My grandparents also owned this building. People from Boston would come up on the ski trains and stay there. I owned the building from 1978 until 1997. My ex-husband, Scott and I owned Vista Auto and ran it there until he relocated by Aubuchon's. I ran Vista Scoop at our store from 1994 until 2008. My grandparents, also owned the land across the street where the Vista is now. When their Inn burned, they relocated to the building there." The Cannell's started their business life in Glen with an Inn, Cabins, Store and Gas station. Take a look Here. New Intervale Inn The card above is titled "The New Intervale Inn", and below are Lydia and Ray Cannell in the late 1950's, pumping gas, at their store in Intervale opposite today's scenic vista. It shows their "New Intervale Inn" across the street. When it burned the Cannells donated the land to the State to create the scenic vista rest stop. One of the two boys at right is Ray Cannell. Cannell Ray BOY CANNELL LYDIA RAY Intervale Page 1 Intervale Page 2 Intervale Page 3 Intervale Page 4 Intervale Page 5 Anchor 2 Lodging Preface Upper Village Area Glen Area Intervale Area Historic Lodging Map

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